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ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Heat waves
2:04 ───ㅇ───── 3:59 ↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ "Sometimes all I think about is you"
chapter one : meet
Y/N's POV
Warm beams of sunlight peeked through the curtains that covered my windows, illuminating my face. I let out a yawn as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. Sitting up, my eyes darted towards the clock, "Only 6AM? It's a bit early for the summer." I walked across the cold floors, nearly tripping over my cat, Butters. As I stepped into the hallway, I noticed Diluc in our school's uniform. "Shit, we have school!" I rushed to my closet and grabbed my uniform before rushing to the bathroom. I hurriedly took a shower, scrubbing any dirt off my body. Stepping out of the shower, I let out a satisfied sigh, feeling relaxed despite my anxieties about school. I dressed myself in the school's uniform rather quickly; a white button up that had a baggy, spruce blue sweater on top of it, paired with a pair of black pants, ditching the tie. I brushed out my (H/C) hair before styling it in my usual style. I brushed my teeth and fixed my lip piercing. I went downstairs to see Diluc making a quick breakfast, fried eggs and strawberry smoothies. "Eggs!" my eyes lit up at the sight of one of my favorite foods. I sat down at the kitchen table and impatiently waited. Kaeya came out of the downstairs bathroom, his hair still wet. Placing my food in front of me, Diluc ushered Kaeya into the bathroom to dry and brush his hair. I smiled at Diluc's 'discreet' way of showing his love for Kaeya before scarfing down my eggs and taking sips of my smoothie. After fifteen minutes of waiting, my two brothers were finally ready to go after they quickly ate their food. I slipped on my nearly worn-out, black converse, taking my smoothie and bag out the door. I hopped into the back seat of Diluc's car as the others got into the front seats, placing my bag beside me. "Are you ever gonna let me sit in the front?" I questioned as I buckled my seatbelt. Diluc chuckled, "Nope. You're like ten years old." "I'm literally fifteen!" I playfully shouted, causing Kaeya to laugh. The ride was silent, the good kind of silence. I plugged in my headphones, clicking on my playlist. The first song to play was 'Heavenly' by Cigarettes After Sex. I sang the lyrics in my head, Touch me, with a kiss. Feel me, on your lips. I couldn't help but daydream of finding the perfect guy and having cute little moments with him. I knew that would never happen though. My daydream was shortly interrupted by the feeling of the car stopping. I hopped out of the car, nearly falling as my feet hit the concrete. I followed the two taller boys into the school, to the office. Diluc got our schedules, handing them to us. Kaeya ran off with his friends, leaving Diluc and I. "I'm gonna strangle him one day, I swear," I grumbled, glaring at Kaeya's figure as it disappeared in the crowd of students. "Come on, you can plot his murder after classes. What homeroom do you have?" Diluc gestured towards my schedule. I shrugged as I looked at my schedule, only to regret living long enough to see my sophomore year. I showed Diluc my schedule as I prayed for my life. Diluc patted my back, "I'm sure you won't die in Mrs. Yae's homeroom." "That woman literally caught me reading smut that she wrote in her Advanced English class last year. That was so embarrassing, Diluc," I shuddered at the memory of her reading the page I was on out loud to the class. Diluc shook his head before dragging me down the sophomore hallway. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at the students staring at Diluc as we passed by them. Diluc was popular among the students, despite being aromantic. We stopped in front of my homeroom, my heart was pounding. Would they like me? Diluc was about to speak up, but I gathered my non-existent confidence and walked into the classroom. I could feel several pairs of eyes on me as I scanned the students. My eyes landed on the tall ginger who was bugging a shorter boy with a jellyfish haircut. I walked over to him, "You seriously got held back? Are you that stupid?" The ginger looked towards me, as well as the other boy and a tall girl with platinum blonde hair. "You wound me, (Y/N). I thought we were friends." "Ajax, I literally walked in on you fucking my brother. I just wanted my fucking apple juice," I glared at the ginger as I sat beside the boy with the jellyfish haircut. "I wish I could bleach my eyes." "I said sorry!" he yelled dramatically as our classmates looked over at us. "Shut up, and I'll forgive you," I spoke as I covered my ears. The boy beside me finally spoke up, "I agree, shut up." The blonde laughed at the conversation, only to be interrupted by Mrs. Yae. "Oh, (Y/N), so glad to have you again. Unfortunately since you're taking advanced English two, I won't be able to catch you reading smut in class again." I noticed the slight smirk on her face, "You do have quite a decent taste in romance novels though, a romantic, sexual tragedy between two queer lovers." A few of my classmates snickered while the others looked at me in shock. I gave Mrs. Yae a menacing smile, the one I gave Kaeya when he accidentally knocked a fresh painting into the dirty floor. "Oh, Mrs. Yae, you give yourself too little credit. Your writing style is so unique and you gave the characters interesting personalities. I do hope you publish the next book of 'The Fox and the Goddess' soon." Mrs. Yae widened her eyes, not assuming I would call her out on the fact that she was the author of the smut I read. "One point for (Y/N). Let's see how many more you can get this year," Mrs. Yae smiled. This was our thing, we often 'argued' or did something such as what we just did, and whoever wins the argument or puts the other in a tight spot they can't escape, they get a point. We had started it last year when we argued over me not doing my homework, and I ended up winning the argument after bringing up her moment with Mrs. Raiden during lunch on the first day when she was supposed to have lesson planning during lunch period. The class had such a funny reaction, we decided to do it more often, leaving anything on the table for us to use in our arguments. Did it embarrass me when she mentioned that I got caught reading smut in class? Definitely, however, I didn't mind as much as I initially thought I would. I noticed Mrs. Yae had a smaller whiteboard on the wall, a T-chart drawn on. The chart was labelled '(Y/N)' on one side, 'Miko' on the other. I stood up, walking over to the board. I turned to Mrs. Yae, "What color marker should we use this year?" The pink haired teacher thought for a moment before rummaging through her desk drawers for the perfect color. She grabbed a purple marker, handing it to me. "I think purple is a nice color for this year, don't you agree?" she asked with a small smile. I nodded as I uncapped the marker, giving myself a tally mark on my side of the chart. Perfect. I put the marker in one of her pen cups before making my way back to my desk. Not long after, the bell rang, signalling the start of first period. I smiled, excited for my first class. I typically wouldn't be excited, but I personally loved the art teacher here. I grabbed my bag, quickly walking out of the classroom. I decided to wait outside of Mrs. Yae's classroom for a few minutes until the hallways cleared up. I noticed the boy from earlier do the same. I turned to the boy, "What class do you have?" He looked a bit surprised I was talking to him, though his expression when back to his regular expression a moment later. "I have Photography Two with Mr. Xu. What about you?" the boy glanced in my direction, allowing me to notice how pretty his eyes were. "I have Art Two with Mr. Teppei," I replied before checking the time. "Shit!" I grabbed the boy's hand, dragging him as I ran through the crowds of students yet to find their classrooms. I took the boy up the stairs, down the elective hallway. I stopped right outside of our two classrooms, out of breath. I looked at the boy, "Sorry about that, we didn't have much time left. I hope we'll have a class or two together." I walked into my classroom, running up to hug Albedo.
Scaramouche's POV
I stood outside of my classroom, my mind on the boy. (Y/N) was his name, right? That's what Miko called him. I shrugged as I walked inside the photography room, the bell ringing as soon as I did. I picked a seat in the back, not bothering to listen to Mr. Xu as he went on with his introduction. I laid my head on my arms, my mind stuck on the boy. (Y/N) is a cute name. What am I thinking? I don't like guys, especially not ones I just hardly met!
