You climbed the stairs up, feeling like you're about to faint. Your stamina was that bad before the holidays, but you thought not going to volleyball training would be a smart idea. You could've never guessed how much of a pain in the ass it would be after the holidays. You quickly made your way towards your music room, hoping to not be late by now.
Thankfully, the door still wasn't open and your class was waiting in front of it. A blonde guy looked shocked at seeing Hina. You could only guess that it was because of her beauty.
The music's room door opened and you all tried walking inside, squeezing each other in the process. Sitting down on a chair, you turned towards the white board at the front. 'I already know this is going to be a shit class.' Your thoughts were interrupted by someone playing the E-guitar. You snapped your head to the back of the class, seeing the teacher trying to tune it right. You chuckled at her poor attempt of trying to tune the guitar. Someone else ended up needing to help her.
"Gosh, this is going to be horrible.." You muttered. "Yeah, it definitely will." The guy beside you said.
"Bloody hell! Don't fucking scare me like that." You cursed him out, eventually getting him to apologize.
The class seemed to end sooner than you expected. You ran outside, hoping to get a good spot under a tree to eat your delicious lunch. After finding the perfect spot, you got to eat the bento your mom made. You opened the box and your face lit up as soon as you saw that it was your (f/f).
Suddenly you heard noises coming from your right. You sadly needed to put your bento box back in your backpack. Your curious brain just can't eat whilst knowing that something crazy could be happening right beside you. Standing up and getting cleaned up was one of the saddest moments of the week for you. You thought about your delicious bento, and asked yourself if this mess was even worth it. Maybe you're getting yourself into some mad Mafia shit. Chuckling at the thought, you moved towards where the sound was coming.
Your shocked face was clearly in sight, as you saw who was there and what they were doing. It was the same blonde guy from your music class! And now that you've seen him from a mere 10 meter distance instead of a whole class between you guys, you finally noticed who he really was. It seemed to be a guy looking like Takemichi! The exact one of the anime. This couldn't be a joke anymore. There's no way that a Takemichi dupe is going to your school, and getting beaten up by... Kiyomizu? As you saw who fought Takemichi, you were 100% sure that your in some kind of psycho dream, trying to pinch yourself awake. Unfortunately, it did not work.
'How is this possible?' you asked yourself, before finally noticing how bad Kiyomizu was beating up Takemichi. It would most definitely leave some pretty bad bruises, that you'd hope you wouldn't get yourself. But as someone with a main character sickness, you needed to help the poor guy.
You put your hair up, before running into the fight and giving Kiyomizu one of the strongest punches you've delivered, ultimately hitting the backside of his head, resolving in one bad bruise. He turned around, seeing you and your bad posture.
"And who may you be you little bitch? Bet you just another crybaby like the other pussy here." He said not noticing your fist giving his face the treatment that it deserved. It most likely broke his nose, the bone crunching noise being heard throughout the whole crowd, silencing it. "YOU BITCH!" Kiyomizu cried out. He suddenly stopped his whining. "And who may be the so called bitch here, Kiyomizu?" A short blonde haired guy asked, his psychotic smile giving you the creeps.
'That's Mikey!' You thanked the lord and the heavens for this beautiful short, blonde haired male the send for you.
"Don't forget your rank, Kiyomizu" Draken said whilst Mikey helped Takemichi and you. "I like you both" he stated, his creepy smile entering his face again. "Thank you?" You questioned, confused by his change of demeanour and behavior.
"You guys are going to be my friends!" The short blonde haired exclaimed. Takemichi and you thought the same exact thing, looking at each other and exchanging the look of 'he's-definitely-crazy'. "We don't even know your name. How'd you expect us to be friends with you?" Takemichi asked, whilst holding eye-contact with the short male. "I'm Mikey. And your names are...?" "(Y/N)" "Takemichi" you both said, synchronizing your answer accidentally. "Well now that we know eachother, let's be friends!" Mikey said, happily looking at both of you.
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The past few days have been crazy for you. Even though you made new friends, almost all of them were out of the Tokyo-Manji gang. You weren't complaining, but it was just strange. The fact that you were trapped in an anime, not being able to get back to your real life. It was a scary thought, and you get goosebumps every time you think about it. You couldn't meet your old friends, or your real family. Everything you're experiencing was most likely an illusion, or something like that, and you just don't know how to get back to your old life.
You were happy to at least have new friends. Baji somehow managed to get the rank of being your best friend. His hair looked so smooth, silky and braidable. Any girl could fall for just his hair, except you of course.
Today Hina and Takemichi were supposed to go on a date. You, being a normal teenager with a few braincells left, made the smart decision of staying at baji's house instead of third wheeling Hina and Takemichi's date. As you were about to leave the school, you heard commotion happening around the entrance of your school. Unfortunately, the entrance was the only exit you were allowed to use after school. You decided to speed up, hoping to see what was creating the commotion around there before it ends. As you were about to turn to the entrance, your eyes finally decided to look up, witnessing the funniest scene you could've imagined.
Your favourite pink haired girl, Hina, slapped the leader of the Tokyo-Manji gang.
"Let's go Takemichi" Hina said whilst taking Takemichis hand and leading him away from Draken and Mikey. Whilst walking away, Takemichi noticed Hina's whole body shaking. 'Seems like the adrenaline kick stopped.' he thought, before turning around, listening to the voice of Draken.
"Hey, don't make me kill you. You slap him out of nowhere and now you're trying to peace out?Who the hell do you think you are?"
"Who do you think you are?"
"What?"
"You just waltz into a school you don't go to and try to take him by force. That's not something friends do! Takemichi is injured all the time lately, and if that's because of you two...I'm going to put a stop in it!"
