The Dirty Nerd┃BxB 18+

The Dirty Nerd - Chapter One

Yuuto's P.O.V.

"Dude, I'm telling you! This party is gonna be fuckin' amazing! There's gonna be soooooo many hot-ass dudes there. You can't turn me down, not again, Yuuto.

My best friend Ito never once decided to shut up about parties. I wasn't interested. I was more interested in the fight that was currently happening in the cafeteria,

"Are you even listening to me?"

I was completely zoned out,

"Yuuto!"

"What?!"

I eventually made eye contact with him, annoyed as ever,

"Did you hear me?"

"Yeah, you want me to come to some stupid party... I'm not interested."

"No! Not that, idiot. Look."

Ito pointed in a specific direction and I immediately looked at where he was pointing. It was just a group of guys chilling and chatting at their table,

"Um, okay? Why are you showing me this?"

"Dude! Look at Michio Ono! The guy in the black shirt."

"They're all wearing black shirts..."

Ito facepalmed with a sigh,

"Okay, the guy that's sitting on top of the table smiling and laughing. Him."

Finally, Ito was being more specific. I fixed my glasses and gazed at the male Ito was talking about. He was pretty sexy but-every other guy or girl has probably been all over him by now,

"Hmm... Yeah, what about him?"

Ito smirked at my question and nudged me a little bit too hard in the rib with his elbow,

"OW! Quit it!"

Ito then got up and pulled me along with him,

"I suggest you go talk to him."

"What?! Why me?! What the fuck do I have to do with him?!"

Ito threw his arm over my shoulders and chuckled,

"You need some more friends aside from me. I get annoying over time. Talking to someone else wouldn't harm anyone. Go on."

"No, no, no, no, no! I'm perfectly fine having just you as my friend. My best friend."

Ito shook his head and then sat back down to continue eating his lunch,

"Go."

Why was Ito doing this all of a sudden?! What the hell had gotten into him? A sigh of defeat left my mouth. I pulled myself together, gathered all the courage I had in me, and began making my way over to this guy's table.

As I got near, they all began making eye contact with me. Their facial expressions were filled with nothing but confusion, interest, or disgust. It was clear that at least two of the guys in this group wanted a piece of me from the way they licked their lips,

'Gross...'

Michio Ono looked at me from head to toe with a raised eyebrow,

"Who the hell are you?"

How rude. A hello would've been nice or something. I cleared my throat and fixed my glasses that were slowly sliding down my nose,

"Um-I'm Yuuto Aoki. I just came over to say hi and maybe we can be friends?"

Everyone around the table glanced at each other and began busting out laughing. I didn't get the joke! But strange of all, Michio Ono didn't seem to laugh along with them. He should've. He seemed like a jerk anyway,

"That's the funniest shit I've heard all morning."

"Who does this kid think he is?! Friends?! With Michio Ono?!"

Michio Ono eventually hopped down from the table and it almost felt as if the floor shook on impact. He was such a big, buff guy so it would make sense. He then casually sauntered over to me to tower over me. He was immensely tall. He folded his arms across his buff chest and gazed down at me,

"Why did you really come over here?"

As I gazed into his jet-black soulless eyes, my entire face began heating up. I could sense that it was turning from light pink to dark red,

"I-I"

Michio Ono sighed and aggressively grabbed my wrist to drag me out of the cafeteria and into the hallway. He then pushed me up against a wall and got in my face. Our lips almost touched at that point,

"Are gonna keep stuttering or tell me what you want?"

I turned my face away and closed my eyes, hoping that this all was a dream. He was way too close for comfort. It felt as though he was about to beat me to a bloody pulp from how aggressive he was with me,

"So, you're not gonna say anything, huh? Then, I'll just have to make you."

Right after that statement, all I could feel was his warm, soft lips planting kisses on my exposed, sensitive neck,

"?!"

I wasn't trying to get turned on or railed in the hallway by some stranger I barely knew. I immediately attempted to push him away but he grabbed both of my hands as if he knew I was about to do that,

"Stop! I'll talk!"

Michio Ono eventually stopped to back away as well as release my hands,

"God."

I looked around and saw that students in the distance were staring at us as if we committed a crime or something. This was so embarrassing,

"My friend Ito wanted me to talk to you because... I "supposedly" have to make new friends. He's the only friend I have. He wants me to open up more I guess."

Michio Ono squinted his eyes and folded his arms once again. I'm not sure if he thinks that makes him look tough but it didn't work on me,

"Fine. Meet me after school."

He then stormed off back into the cafeteria to catch up with his friends. I didn't even get a chance to stop him. For some reason, I wanted more of what he did to my neck. It felt so different. Why did he want to meet me after school? I had to find out.