(Y/N), the Ultimate Baker is suddenly accepted to Hopes Peak Academy, where she meets a certain short blonde yakuza.
What will bring these two together and will they embrace or resist it?
(A slice of life Fuyuhiko x Fem! Reader)
I woke up at 3:15 in the morning, yawning groggily. "Ugh..." I groaned as I got out of bed lazily. Sitting up, I slowly paced myself to the bathroom and washed my face. I quickly brushed my teeth and rinsed with mouthwash, yawning once more. 'I have to do this for the whole goddamn week? Sounds more like a reward for him and a punishment for me..' I sighed, facepalming myself for not thinking the arrangement through."Whatever. Can't go back on my word now." I mumbled to myself sleepily, finishing my cleaning up and heading downstairs to the kitchen. Our family kitchen was fairly big, filled with various kitchen tools and supplies. Which is exactly why it's my favorite place to bake. "What am I making again...? Oh yeah, coffee jelly. Should take about 5 hours so I'll probably be fine." I huffed, rambling to myself while I took out ingredients from the cupboards. 'And if I'm late, I'll just guilt trip him or something' I snicker, checking my list of ingredients.
"Gelatin powder, water, black coffee, sugar, and some whipped cream. Perfect, I've got everything. Now all I need to do is get to work." I cracked my knuckles, feeling my mood instantly changed. Whenever I baked, I'd always turn into a brighter, and more cheerful one. Seriously, baking has always brought out the best in me. I do have a deep passion for it, though, so I'm not very surprised about my fiery mood changes.
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My alarm blared loudly in my ears. I angrily slammed the clock and woke myself up. If it rang for any second longer I would've destroyed it with a goddamn sledgehammer. Rubbing my eyes, I looked at the time. 7:00 A.M.
I hurriedly showered and changed my clothes. Grabbing my backpack, I headed downstairs. "They should be done by now." I huffed, opening my fridge and taking out the large baking dish, setting it on my counter. The sweet fragrance lingered in the air, causing me to unknowingly form a smile. 'He better savor this gratefully, else I'll eat it all myself.' I grinned to myself, cutting out a large portion of coffee jelly and placing it in a large container. I put the container and a can of whipped cream into the lunchbox I had prepared for him.
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(A/N): It looked like this basically.)
I snickered loudly. "Now this is definitely a punishment." I slipped the lunchbox into my bag and went back into my bathroom to double-check how I looked. I quickly styled my (H/L) (H/C) hair and went back into my living room, scrolling on my phone. My mom lazily walked down the stairs while rubbing her eyes. "(Name)...?" She asked sleepily, yawning. "Good morning, mom." I whispered, trying not to wake up the whole house. "Good morning. Are you heading off to school now?" She mumbled, sitting down on the couch cushions. "Yeah, I'll see you later." I hummed, waving before opening the door. "Have a good day." My mom waved, smiling softly before yawning once more.
I looked at my phone while walking on the sidewalk at a very slow pace. I was texting Kazuichi, who I exchanged numbers with a few days ago. Everything was going fine... until I felt someone staring at me. I slightly quicker my pace, keeping my head down while staring at my phone. After a while, I slowly raised my head, noticing that a figure was now walking awfully close to me. I was about to let out a bloodcurdling scream until...
I recognized that it was baby gangster.
"Jesus, Fuyuhiko. You scared the shit out of me." I mumbled breathlessly, looking up at him. "Yeah? Well maybe you shouldn't be on your fucking phone and pay attention." He smirked, clearly mocking you. "Jeez, do you always wake up this pissed?" I sigh, pouting jokingly as I punched his arm.
"Tch. Whatever." He grumbled, crossing his arms as he looked away. "What the hell did you make this time?" He muttered, raising an eyebrow as he eyed my lunchbag. I looked up from my phone, my head snapping back to him as I gasped. He almost jumped at the sight. My gasp was quickly replaced by a large, teasing grin, which formed because of my sudden remembrance of the lunchbox I packed. "I almost forgot! But hey, didn't I tell you what I'd make yesterday?" I raised an eyebrow, another playful grin forming as I nudged his arm. "S-shut up and tell me already!" He hissed, fumbling with his tie. "You'll see at lunch." I replied in a sing-song manner, smiling sillily.
"Oh, come on. Just fucking tell me." He groaned, glaring at me in an impatient manner. He pestered me over and over the entire time we walked and I simply shook my head playfully. We finally arrived to school and I slowly opened the school doors, followed by a loud creak... . . .
