One day y/n buys a Kimetsu No Yaiba dating simulator thinking it was just going to be all fun in games. That is until she is transported into the game as the main character. There is something wrong with this game as some of the love intrest start t...
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Y/N POV
Today was a bad day it started with Tanjiro scolding me for showing up late to the bus stop but the only reason I was late was that I found a window open this morning. I always checked every window and door before I went to sleep so I know I didn't open it. Next Genya and Shinjuro weren't in science class today so I had to present our idea to the teacher alone. Luckily Mrs.Choo approved of our idea so now we can start working on our science fair project. Now the worst of all is me being paired with Doma for Art class.
We were currently seating across from each other with our sketchbooks in our laps. The assignment was to draw your partner's face. Doma's eyes roamed all over my body not just my face. His rainbow eyes took in each part of my body.
"How lucky am I to get such a cute girl for a partner"
His voice made it sound like he was singing instead of talking. I didn't reply but I felt disgusted when he called me "girl". It made him sound like a predictor.
"Come on beautiful speak to me" Doma whined
"We should get to work" I curtly answered "silently get to work"
I pulled out my sketchbook and began my drawn. I drew the face shape making sure to add guidelines to help show where the eyes, mouth, and nose will go. While I was getting lost in my drawing suddenly I felt a hand touch my face. Dome was pushing a strand of hair behind my ear. He creased my cheek before returning to his drawing.
"You should keep your hair out of your pretty face" he commented
I scoffed before returning to my drawing. As much as I wanted to make Dome's picture ugly there's no way I could. He just wasn't ugly with his smooth skin, shiny hair, and beautiful eyes as much I dislike him he wasn't ugly. After I sharpen the lines of the drawing and add some shading it was completed.
Our teacher Mrs.Sakura stood up to get the class's attention. She was an old lady who grew up during the 70s. I could already tell she was all about flower power and free love. Her outfits were always floral patterns with a golden peace symbol neckless she wore around her neck.
"Alright everyone class is coming to an end" her voice was soft "I want you to give your drawing to your partner so they can see all the love you put into it."
I tore the page from my sketchbook and hand it to Doma. He copied me handing me the page from his sketchbook. I held in my laughter when I saw the picture. The drawing of this person had too big of a head, their eyes were crooked, and the portions were awful. Even though the picture was awful I didn't say anything mean.
"Thanks, Doma"
The bell rang and I stood to leave but Doma stepped in front of me stopping me. At first, I thought he was upset by my drawing but then I saw his face. On his face were a giant smile and flush checks.
