ᴍɪxᴇᴅ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢꜱ - ᴀ ᴋᴜʀᴏᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄ

♡new school ♡

you entered the gates of nekoma high. A wave of exitement fell through your body.

Everything was so different to middle school, it was louder, busier, everyone who passed you seemed like they were in a rush to get anywhere. Everyone had the same adorable matching uniforms that you loved-

Right beside you, as always, was Alyssa, your best friend since the two of you were four years old. Where she went, you went. You were practically inseparable, like matching bookends in a shelf of chaos. But despite being attached at the hip for over a decade, you couldn't be more different.

Alyssa was the kind of girl that could turn heads with out even trying. She had long flowy bright blond hair, she'd always make sure she'd have the time to get her nails and lashes done, she cared about appearances, loved the thrill of attention, and cycled through boyfriends like they were seasonal trends. You didn't get it, really- you didn't understand how she did it or even why, but it wasn't your place to judge.

You were... well, different. Less into the glam, more into staying grounded. You didn't chase after attention. And while Alyssa loved the spotlight, you were perfectly content lingering on the sidelines. Still, you supported her endlessly. That's what best friends do.

Though something about you was quite speacial. Your boyfreind. toru oikawa.

To this day, you weren't entirely sure how it happened. Oikawa was insanely popular, handsome, charming, basically a walking heartthrob. He didn't even go to Nekoma, he was from another school, which made the relationship a little more complicated. Different schedules, different friends. But hey, if you really loved someone, you'd find a way to make it work... right?

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you took a step into the shcool, now crossed the gates.

'Alyssa oh my god its HUGE' you gasped, taking the whole place in. Alyssa, trying to keep her cool, gave you a smirk. "pretty cool right?"

The school building stretched in front of you, sleek white walls mixed with accents of cool grey. It had a clean, modern design, with large glass windows and a neat courtyard in the center. It looked more like a fancy college campus than a high school.

"Hey, check your timetable," you said, nudging Alyssa with your elbow.

She pulled out her phone and opened the Nekoma High app, her nails tapping the screen as she scrolled.

"First class: English," she read. "Then Math... great. After that, lunch, and then two full hours of sports."

You let out a low groan. "Two hours? On the first day? They're really trying to kill us."

Alyssa just laughed, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "Guess we'll find out."

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

"I wonder if there'll be any cute boys I can get to know," Alyssa says, her eyes gleaming with playful mischief as you both walk down the hallway.

You let out a soft laugh, already half-expecting the comment. "Are you serious? You're already on the move from your last hookup?"

Alyssa shrugs with zero shame, pressing a finger to her chin in mock thought. "Well, yeah. They get boring after a while." She flips her hair and keeps walking like it's the most normal thing in the world.

You roll your eyes, still smiling. Classic Alyssa.

Just as you reach the classroom, a teacher steps out and calls in a sharp, no-nonsense tone, "Everyone, take your seats, please."

You glance over at Alyssa and share a silent exchange, the kind of look that says this is going to be a brutal start to the year. She gives you a subtle eye-roll in response before disappearing into the crowd of students.