,, Where is she? ''
,, She'll show up Nagi, now focus on practice! ''
──In which a busy senior has to deal with a clingy kouhai. Who.. just so happens to be her childhood best friend's new best friend...
|Nagi Seishiro x Reader|
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Now... Reo wasn't the only one who noticed the change.
You see, (Y/n)'s friends, ahem, the student council, noticed it all too well.
You think they wouldn't notice the way that one boy stares at her longer than he should? Wrong.
They think that ms. hardworking vice pres should relax a bit, let go of the migraines. And so they thought of a way to, you know, help out.
And that 'way' just so happens to be Reo's plan as well.
- 3:02P.M.
I was helping out at a booth when all of a sudden a cloth was wrapped around my eyes from behind, blocking my field of vision and causing my view to turn dark.
Whoever was doing this with the intention of not allowing me to see was pretty successful, because I absolutely cannot see shit right now. Seriously.
My instincts kicked in and before I knew it, I was thrashing my arms behind me to try and not only make this person let go, but also to discover who it was. My attempts pathetically failed. Whoever this fucker is, they're pretty strong.
"What the hell?! What are you doing?" I ask only to receive silence in response. I huff.
'I wonder what kind of shenanigans I'm gonna end up with today. No doubt that this is the doing of the council.' A tick mark appears on my forehead as a haunting image of those teasing grins flash in my mind.
After awhile, I gave up in trying to escape and just let this mystery person do what they want. I groan as I was being dragged away while I try my best not to trip in front of, probably, a lot of people.
I could hear chattering all around me and it bothered me to no end that I couldn't see their reactions right now. There is nothing worse than overthinking about what others are thinking about you. I could make out some of the words they were saying though.
"Huh? Isn't that (Y/n)?"
"Oh damn, it is! Man, we should go watch."
"Yeah, I wonder who she's paired up with."
"I wish it was me..."
What.
'Watch what? And pairing up? Just what the hell am I getting myself into?!'
Panic starts to settle in as I can hear more shuffling beside me. 'Sounds like people walking closer..'
My eyebrows scrunch together as I can hear them whisper amongst themselves while trying to stifle their laughter. I feel them wrap a long cloth around my waist, it's length reaching my feet.
'A skirt maybe? But for what?' I thought as I get even more confused about the situation I'm in.
'Huh? What's this they've put in my hands? And they put something on my head too..'
Someone takes ahold of my elbow as they continue to guide me to wherever the hell they're taking me to. It's kinda hard when you have this long ass cloth that you're trying not to step on. What's the point of this anyway?
As we continue walking, I finally get my answer.
When we arrived to what I assume was the location, squeals of students nearby filled my ears, mostly from girls; and marry you by Bruno Mars starts playing.
Only then did I realize,
Oh.
The 'this' in my hands is a bouquet and the 'something' on my head is a veil.
