Nanno Imagine (Girl From Nowhere)

Hang out

Nanno was notorious for her lack of mercy towards her victims. She was ruthless and showed no compassion. However, I, on the other hand, was an exception to her usual behavior.

I was the only one who seemed to bring out a softer side in Nanno. Despite her reputation for being cold and calculating, she treated me with kindness and understanding. It was as if she saw something in me that she didn't see in anyone else.

I couldn't quite understand why I was different in her eyes, but I didn't question it. I was grateful for her unexpected compassion and tried my best to reciprocate it. In a world where everyone feared Nanno, I found solace in her presence.

As we continued to work together, I began to see glimpses of vulnerability in Nanno that she rarely showed to others. It was a side of her that few had ever seen, and I felt privileged to witness it. Despite her ruthless nature, I knew that deep down, there was a part of her that longed for connection and understanding.

In the end, I realized that Nanno wasn't just a cold-hearted killer. She was a complex individual with layers of emotions and experiences that shaped her into who she was. And I was grateful to have been able to see beyond her reputation and discover the person she truly was.

Nanno took the seat beside me once more in our classroom. The teacher had yet to make an appearance, and the room was sparsely populated with only a handful of students. With a serene tone, Nanno greeted me, "Hello, Y/n." However, there was a subtle undertone of affection in her voice.

I couldn't help but feel my heart skip a beat at the sound of Nanno's voice. We had been friends for a few months, but lately, I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more between us. As we sat there in the quiet classroom, I couldn't help but steal glances at Nanno, noticing the way her eyes sparkled in the dim light.

I tried to focus on the textbook in front of me, but my mind kept drifting back to Nanno. I wondered if she felt the same way I did, if she were just as nervous and excited about the possibility of something more between us.

Before I could gather the courage to say anything, the teacher finally walked in, breaking the moment between us. But as the lesson began, I couldn't shake the feeling that something had shifted between Nanno and me. And as we exchanged knowing glances throughout the class, I couldn't help but hope that maybe, just maybe, there was a chance for something more than just friendship between us.

As the class dragged on, I couldn't help but feel bored. However, amidst the monotony, I couldn't help but notice Nanno stealing glances at me every now and then. Sometimes, her gaze was accompanied by a smile, and there was something in her eyes that seemed to convey a sense of longing. It intrigued me.

After the class finally ended, I made my way towards the school entrance. To my surprise, I found Nanno waiting for me there. “Hey,” Her voice, when she greeted me, was soft and gentle, causing a small smile to form on my face.

“What are you doing on your way home?”

Curiosity got the better of me as she asked about my plans for the journey home. There was a huskiness in her voice that added an intriguing layer to our conversation. I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to respond.

The air between us seemed charged with anticipation, and I couldn't help but wonder if there was something more to her question. Her body language, leaning against the wall with crossed arms, hinted at a newfound confidence. It was as if she was trying to convey a message without explicitly saying it.

“Well, nothing really…” As I looked into her eyes, I could sense a subtle shift in our dynamic. The playful glint in her gaze made me question whether she was genuinely interested in me. “Do you want to hang out?” Nanno asked, her tone was a bit flirty.  Could it be possible that Nanno was actually flirting with me?