Stories that I'll probably never finish

Ybc x Male reader

I literally thought of this yesterday night, don't come at me if its sloppy.

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Today I'm starting at a new school. At my last school I got bullied for my interest in photography. But I saw that there was a photography club at this school, so my plan today was to get through all my classes without attracting too much attention as the new guy and then stop by the club to see if I can join. 

Well the first thing I failed at, there was so much attention towards me. I had to be in front of the class to introduce myself. Couldn't the teacher just introduce me, and then I'd give a polite bow and sit in the back of the class for the rest of the day? But no. The teacher placed me in the middle of the middle row. Next to this obnoxious guy that kept trying to be my friend. Sure, I'd love to have a friend. But I'd like it if they were an introvert like me. That guy is like friends with everyone. What was his name again? Yachi? Yach- forget it, I'll just ask him again.

"hey what is your name again? I forgot already" I whispered to him, to not disturb the class that was going on. 

He looked a little offended that I forgot his name already "My name is Yaguchi, but you can call me Yacchan!" He replied with a smile. 

"Thanks Yaguchi-san" I gave him a small smile and continued listening to the lesson. 

The last hour Yaguchi was still talking to me. Because he'd been talking to me so much and I got a little used to it, I got a little more comfortable with him. Fuck that, I got completely comfortable with him. This hour was art so we could just all talk and create what the teacher told us to. 

"So [m/n]-san, have you decided which club you want to join yet?" Yaguchi asked me.

"And why should I tell you that, when you haven't told me what club you're in." I asked him with a smirk. 

He was surprised at the sudden confidence, because I had been so hesitant to answer the hours before. But this is the last hour of the day so it didn't hurt to last an impression. After this I could find the club room and hopefully hide there.

"Well I'm in the football club, maybe you should join. You seem like you have a pretty good body and enough stamina." 

"Maybe, I'll think about it" Yeah fuck no, I'm not gonna join a club for a sport. I hate sports.

I conversed with Yaguchi until the end of the hour. We had to submit our creations, to continue them the next time we had art. I made my way out of the class room and got to my locker as fast as possible. I got my camera out of my locker and walked to the photography club. 

When I opened the door I saw a bunch of people with sex toys and everything. This is the photography club right? I looked at the door again and it said photography club. 

"My day just got a whole lot better" I whispered to myself. 

One guy was sitting on a dildo, but if I were to take a picture of him it would be pretty disappointing. So I made my way over to him.

"You're doing it all wrong, you need to spread your legs a little more and lean back a little. Yes! That's good" I walked back a little and took a picture of him. I looked at the picture. "Perfect, good job." I gave him a little headpat. 

"Hey! Why are you taking pictures of him?" A blue haired guy started yelling at me.

"Well, this is the photography club isn't it? I should be able to take photo's. And I just happen to be good at taking these kinds of photo's."

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And my creativity stops here, you can imagine the rest from here on. Or if you're able to continue the story, just @ me in the story. I'd love to read what you came up with.