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"Hey!" A voice gently rang out, pulling you out of your accidental slumber. "Hey, are you okay?"
Your eyes fluttered open, meeting the deep pink irises of a rather cool-looking girl.
"Hey, you. You alright?" She asked.
You didn't answer, squinting your eyes as you leaned up and shakily stood. Scanning the room, sixteen students were staring at you.
"Um..." You had no clue what to do. They all stared at you with wide eyes, tilting their heads as if they've never seen another human besides themselves before.
"Who goes there...?" One of the guys pointedly asked, narrowing his eyes at you.
You hummed in confusion. "Are... you all okay?"
No one answered your question. Rather, they bombarded you with questions of their own.
A girl blinked, cocking her head in question. "Hey, could you be... you're also a freshman at this school, right?"
You nodded. "So... You're all..?"
"See for yourself," a boy chuckled. "We're all freshmen too."
You scanned them each. Some of them didn't even look like highschoolers, given that they either looked like adults or gradeschool children.
(ngl, Nekomaru dont look like a highschool student- he look so much like a grown man that his wife and kids got a wife and kids lol)
But, who were you to judge? You brushed away the thoughts, curling your arms around yourself.
Another girl put her hand on her chin, her eyes darting around in thought. "I assume... freshman like us have been gathered in this classroom."
A boy who appeared as if he arrived just before you sat down in an open seat at the back of the classroom, while you took one in the very front corner for yourself.The brown-haired cleared his throat, his eyes conveying a strong sense of nervousness as he turned to a blonde boy. He wore white-rimmed glasses in front of his bue eyes.
"Um... excuse me?" The brunette mumbled, and the boy turned to him with a look of annoyance.
"What is it?" He huffed.
He seemed more stand-offish than the others, from what you could tell. Well, except for another blonde boy who was, rather short actually, with a nice suit and a crew cut. This blonde stood alone, by himself, in the corner with his arms crossed.
A look of uncertainty was revealed on the brunette's face, as if he immediately regretted asking for this boy's attention. "Why are we all gathered in this classroom?"
You nodded from across the room, humming as you agreed. "Yeah... I've been wondering that, too. No one said anything about coming here, so..."
"Is there like, an entrance ceremony or homeroom happening now?" The brunette finished for you, shooting you a glance of thanks as he seemed more comfortable.
You were glad you were ale to make him feel less awkward with the blonde, a wave of self-approval washing over you.
The blonde let out another huff, and quite rudely responded. It wasn't the words he said that made it rude, he just said them in a rude way. "Actually, we were just about to discuss that matter."
"Discuss?" You chimed.
The blonde nodded. "Well... since you are the last two students to arrive, let's start the discussion."
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Against All Odds || Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu x Fem!Reader
FanfictionY/N Y/L/N, the Ultimate Poet, is the 17th student of this year's Hope's Peak Academy class. As the terror of this killing game sinks in, she takes an interest in one of the other students... Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu. There's just something about him... Some...