You signed up into Hope's Peak Academy as the Ultimate Artist. (idfk who Angie is damn who's she we only know about you)
Even though you earned the title and made so many people fascinated and happy with your works, you were still a little bit shy about them. You didn't really like showing other people your drawings unless you knew you could trust them.
You were walking to school with your sketchbook in your arm. You didn't want to put it in your book bag/backpack because you didn't want the book to get destroyed like every other time. You had also written the words 'Holy Bible' on the cover since it kinda looked like one, if the words weren't painted on there and had the holy text there someone would probably think it was a Holy Bible.
You had finally arrived to school and got to class, putting away your things and waiting for the teacher to arrive. Most of the class hadn't arrived yet, but the majestic man was there. You knew you had drawn him a million times, but he was just so fun to draw, especially his adorable fluffy hair. You began sketching it out and then adding little details.
"What are you drawing, Y/N?"
You quickly shut the book and turned your head to see Nagito, a faint blush came across your face.
"I- Uhm... Nothing..." You stuttered nervously, you tried to play it cool but you were doing it so badly.
"Really? Can I see?" He asked, you were really hoping that he wouldn't be like ninety percent of the people you met who just tried to see the drawing even though you already told them they couldn't.
"N-No... it's kinda... personal..." You replied.
"Well then, if you say so..." Nagito walked back to his desk, a little bit curious, and you started drawing again while you heard the other students talking in the background. After a little bit the teacher came and talked about something boring. After lunch came, you went back to class, and after a while you felt the need to pee and you couldn't hold it in.
"Yes, Y/N?"
"Can I use the restroom?"
"You can, and it's may actually!"
"Thanks..."
"The proper term is thank you."
Oh my god shut the fuck up no one cares I'm too full of piss to worry about my grammar! You thought to yourself. You finally made it to the restroom and did your business and got out. You headed back to class and sat in your seat. Something felt a little bit off, but you couldn't place your finger on it. After a couple seconds you realized your 'Holy Bible' was gone. HOW COULD YOU FORGET ABOUT THAT?! You quickly turned around and your eyes scanned the classroom and it turns out the little shit named Hiyoko stole it and was looking through it.
Fuck. You thought, you forgot to put it in your bag when you went to the restroom. How did no one notice her? Whatever, that's not what we're concerned about, that little banana pigtailed shit probably saw all of your drawings of Nagito and would probably show them to him. Also, knowing how she is, she'll probably bully you, too.
The bell rang and you quickly ran to Hiyoko and tried asking politely.
"Hey Hiyoko, why do you have that?"
"This isn't a Holy Bible!" She yelled.
"Yeah, no shit, can I have it back since you seem disappointed?"
"NUH UH!" Hiyoko ran over to Nagito with the book in her hand.
"Hey Nagito, looks like someone actually likes you! I'm surprised too! Look at this!" Nagito looked down and saw the drawings you made of him, you tried getting the book back, but the little brat was too fast.
"Stop it, you nasty bitch!" Hiyoko cried out, you eventually got your sketchbook back and got your stuff. You quickly ran out of the classroom while hearing your name being called.
"Y/N! Wait!" You heard Nagito call but you just kept running. You wanted to cry but you couldn't let that happen now, you eventually got out of the school and ran home, still trying to hold in your tears.
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It was the next day. You didn't want to go to school, first of all because you were tired and second of all because of what happened yesterday. You didn't want to get lectured though, so you got ready and went to school.
As always, you were early, but earlier than usual today. You were the only one there with the exception of one person. Even though you loved him, he was the last person you wanted to see today.
"Y/N..." You turned around with a scared look on your face. You wanted to cry but now was not the time for that, you could do that when you get home. He looked at you, not in disgust, but in... happiness? You didn't know why though, and you didn't know what to say.
"Y-You're disgusted aren't you," you replied, you thought he was just hiding his feelings behind that happy face. "I-I bet you think I'm a creep, a weirdo even...!"
"Listen, Y/N, I'm not disgusted. I'm just happy that someone as skilled and talented as you could... be interested in some worthless trash like me." You blushed at the words, still holding back tears. You didn't know what to say.
"I didn't actually think you would actually want to draw someone as ugly as me-"
"You're not ugly!" You blurted, you were still holding the tears back. "I-I wouldn't have drawn you so much if I thought you were ugly..." Suddenly, you finally started crying.
"Do you need a hug?" He asked and you nodded, he carefully put his arms around you and you cried into his chest. After a little bit, you felt better, but your breath was still a bit shaky.
"S-So, you don't think I'm a weirdo?" You asked.
"No, not at all..." He replied, rubbing your back to help you calm down more. He also started patting your head and caressing it, too.
"Mmm, you're so beautiful..." He whispered into your ear, making you blush. After a little bit he started kissing your forehead.
"Wow, Hiyoko! That's really crazy- NAGITO WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" Mahiru blurted out in shock.
