art and football | nagi s. X reader

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i yawned loudly and leaned my head against the table tiredly. the second lesson of the day finally ended, but many more were well to come and i couldn't wait to just go home.

a familiar hand fell on my hair and ruffled it, to my annoyance. i quickly shook bachira's hand out of my head and gave him a tired glare, which barely phased him. he beamed at me before sitting on top of the desk besdie me, belonging to one of my classmates that had already left to hang out with their friends.

"hey! wanna play football before the next lesson begins?" he asked.

"don't you have class right now?"

"nah! it was cancelled. isagi's coming."

"we won't make it. it's not long until our next lesson begins." reo spoke from behind bachira, making the boy jump in surprise.

"whaat? that's so boring..." he pouted before hopping off the desk. i watched as he rushed out of the classroom after giving us one big wave.

"i can't with how energic he is... how does he do it..." i sighed, feeling even more drained than before. bachira's a good friend, but sometimes his brightness is too draining, which everyone around me except for myself found entertaining.

"it's no surprise for you." reo laughed, taking a seat beside me. "no games?"

"mmm...... i'm saving the battery. i forgot to charge my phone last night... sucks." i sighed, toying with my turned off phone.

i saw a familair figure from the corner of my eye, and raised my head to look at it.

there sat the girl from yesterday on one of the seats in the back. she was staring out of the window with a notebook held in one hand. the desks surrounding her were empty but she still seemed completely unbothered and peaceful that i almost envied her.

"hey reo..."

"hmm?"

"who's that girl?" i asked, motioning to her with my head. reo's eyes moved to her and he shrugged with a smirk. "why are you suddenly interested? that's not like you at all to care about a girl."

i narrowed my eyes and lied my head on top of the desk once more. "that's not why... i noticed she's usually alone. is there a reason? ...and just answer the question." i sighed.

reo shrugged once more. "i don't really know the true story, but there's quite a few rumors about her."

"just tell me."

"well... it's not that i necessarily believe they're true... but a lot of people are saying that she avoids people cause she's stuck up and thinks she's better than everyone else or something. that's why a lotta people avoid her."

"huh... really?" i muttered.

"yeah. listen, i'm not really one to care about rumors...." he began, averting his gaze to the girl once more and i fought the urge to chuckle.

"hah. you totally believe them." i grinned, making him flinch.

"hey! not really. i just feel like some people are avoided for reasons."

"mm... sure." i yawned. "god... i'm so tired. can't school just disappear...."

"pff, you lazy bum. get your ass up the teachers probably coming back soon."

"no way... i'm gonna sleep... cover for me, reo..."

"oi! wake up!"

₊˚⊹ ᰔ change of pov

i sat in the art room, painting away in my canvas. the classroom was empty and i was the only one here.

usually, i'm the only one to stay so late after school. i lose track of time whenever i'm drawing or painting, so it often happens by accident.

i usually don't like being alone, which is rather ironic giving my situation- with the exception for when i'm drawing. it's when i feel at most peace. my brain and body is on autopilot and i don't have any social anxiety to come in the way. i don't need to talk and accidentally mess up... none of that stupid stuff.

"y/n? you're still here?"

i put down the paintbrush and turned around to see my teacher standing near the door, staring at me.

"yes... i lost track of time. sorry." i mumbled, wiping my hands that were dirty from the paint on my art apron.

she sighed before shaking her head. "it's quite alright. although, please make sure you go home before closing time."

i nodded, and with that she left me all alone again.

i turned back to my painting and decided that i was done for the day before covering it with a sheet of paper and washing my paint brushes.

after i was done with my business, i packed my bag and left the classroom. i strolled through the empty and dark hallways of my school. closing time was surely very close so i wasn't really expecting anyone but a couple teachers to be there.

"ah.. fuck.. it died..."

i stopped in my tracks and turned around, to see someone sitting on the stairs and staring down at their phone.

upon better inspection... that figure seemed to belong to nagi, reo's friend!

he raised his head up and stared at me.

i wanted to speak up and say something- anything to save myself from seeming like a weirdo but i couldn't. instead, i gulped hard and shakily took a step forward, preparing to leave.

right when i was about to turn around he spoke up, "hey. you're still at school?"

i turned back to him and fiddled with the sleeves to my uniform before giving him a nod. "you too."

"i couldn't be bothered to go home..." he sighed, putting his phone in his bag before slinging it over his shoulder.

i sweat dropped at his response. "couldn't be bothered... to go home..?" i repeated with a meek voice and he shrugged.

"i can walk you to the gate if you want." he said as he began approaching me. i nervously took a couple steps back to keep a distance before shaking my head. "i-it's ok..."

"we're going the same way anyway." he yawned, pressing the back of his hand against his mouth and i sighed before giving him a quiet nod.

and that's how we ended up walking side by side through the school.

it's a really big high school, so it was quite the long and awkward walk, especially since i'm not the kind of person to get along with boys. truth be told- i find them a little intimidating, as embarrassing as that is to admit.

they're just so unpredictable and mean for no reason at all. they're also very aggressive... most of them at least. but i don't like to take chances so i can easily find myself generalizing, which is obviously not very good. i just can't help my fear though, as much as i wish i could.

it doesn't seem like nagi found the walk any awkward though. he seems to be more bothered about his phone dying or something.

it made me feel a bit less awkward and bothered.

"i'm headed this way. you?"

"this way..." i said, pointing to the right.

"alright. bye." he then turned around and left.

i stared at his retreating figure for a moment before rushing home.