Kimetsu Academy Fanfic Muichiro x Reader

Chapter 15 : D Guess who got fired from her part -time job :D

THANK YOU NOTE CUZ I'M FEELING VERY ENTHUSIASTIC ( TOTALLY-)

THANKS FOR THE 500+READS  AND LIKE YOUR COMMENTS BC READING THEM ARE LIKE MY PERSONAL THREAPY  AND LIKE AFTER I GOT FIRED BC A RUDE CUSTOMER WAS ACTING LIKE A ENTIRE KAREN JUST BECAUSE I MIXED HER STRAWBERRY MILKSHAKE WITH A ''CHOCOLATE ' MILKSHAKE SO LIKE I  GAVE HER A GLARE AND SHE COMPLAINED ABOUT ME TO THE GODDAMN MANAGER :(

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MUICHIRO POV

VENUE : ART ROOM

I look over to what y/n was painting and I felt that her painting was just... beautiful... How she made those impossible to shade into the canvas colors alive and bouncing as she painted her inner feelings beautifully. I looked at my painting as I felt somewhat inferior to hers. When I was younger I used to take art lessons however due to a lack of talent I decided to quit and just focus on my studies alone... ( flashback cuz I can 💗)

" Tokito , you have absolutely no talent for painting at all! "My teacher screamed as I gave her a painting of what was supposed to be a canary. No matter how hard I tried I just couldn't be like Yuichiro. The always talented and bright Yuichiro. The always praised and honest Yuichiro. I took up painting because I wanted just to be like Yuichiro.

When we were babies it was impossible to tell us apart. We ate the same things had the same voice and the same interests. We were the same , that was until well, he took up Art. Every day he would sit in front of a blank canvas and start painting. And soon.. after all those hours of just sitting there and painting he would just effortlessly create a masterpiece.

Every day after seeing him paint I felt something that even words couldn't express. I wanted to be even better than him. We're twins right? I thought while contemplating about something. I soon asked my parents to enroll me under the same teacher that taught my brother. However even after months of tirelessly trying hard I gave up.

However I couldn't acknowledge that soon I decided to quit art. I decided to focus on my studies more. After trying a little my results started to improve and in no time I became top pf the country too. I participated  in all sorts of events just to be matched with my brother who was popular for his art pieces and just in a blink of an eye I participated in National Competitions.

My winning streak did not even deprove once. My studies were only my main goals in middle school until I met y/n.. Who changed everything..

( END OF FLASHBACK)

I spaced out a little after completing my painting, I wanted to gift it to y/n but won't she think it looks ugly. As I proceeded to stand up and pass the painting to y/n Hanako blocked my way and whispered something softly to my ear. I think it was you will not get her? It was too soft. Upon reaching y/n's seat I passed to painting to her as she did the same .

I admired y/n's painting as I smiled clearly happy that she chose me out of all the people she could have chosen from. Hanako glared at me with a death glare and a sadako smile as her smile became even more wider.

Y/n seemed visibly happy as I said " H-hey y/n , if you don't like my painting that's okay..." She stared at me with a worried expression as she embraced me into a hug and whispered " Muichiro your art is beautiful, don't be so hard on yourself..." I felt a feeling of calmness I haven't felt in such a long time , let alone in such a comforting presence. I embraced her a little tighter and muttered a small thank as I could hear Y/n's friends loud giggling along with that flashy guy's snickering.

I turned my head a little to see Hanako looking at me with such a .. furious expression. I- She was never like this in the past , what changed her ? She used to be that innocent little child who knew nothing about anything. I guess living abroad made her changed , not just a bit but so much that the only thing I can recognize is just her face that never really changed.

Looking back, she was looking at Y/n at such a  strange way ? Does she like y/n?? But that's impossible isn't it / She just met Y/n a few days ago but why is she giving me such a look like as if... I'm her enemy... I let go of the embrace as I asked : Hey Y/n , do you mind if  you come over to my house after school, today ? I want to discuss about something important... "Y/n looked at me for a while before nodding her head .

After art lesson the entire class rushed to the gym room...Today we had dodgeball and this old guy called Urodaki is teaching us. I heard that he was a scary person , once you enter his gym classes hell starts or that's what y/n told me . I quickly change to my PE attire as I go to the gym to do some quick warmups. One of the things Yuichiro and I had in common were amazing stamina and athletic abilities ... Of course h is were better since he often did parkour with y/n over the weekends.

The moment Urodaki came he made us run 6 laps around the gym which I did effortlessly. However after one lap all the students except for Y/n were panting heavily as they trudged their legs. However the true hell started when he asked each of the classmates to pick a ball and soon the game of dodgeball started.

It was completely ruthless. I saw everyone throwing balls around as I tried my best to avoid them . Just as I was about to get hit and strong arm pulled me down as I turned my head to see who was my savior who saved me from getting hit...

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