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Yata Misaki x GN!Reader

Yata Misaki - K Project

Background:

Reader is a College Student, and used to go to middle school with Yata, but was never close with him.

Yata canonly dropped out of school during his junior high years, and is 19-20 years old presently.

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Yu.. or Ya... Yuta..? No. What is it?!...... OH! "It's Yata!" I clap my hands with achievement. "Oh-... whoops.. Sorry, sorry.." I wave a whispered apology, to the people who looked over at me, with an awkward smile.

I groan quietly. Sighing, I slowly sink more into my seat at the table I've taken over in the public library. That... was, for a lack of better words, a bit... embarrassing. Deciding it best to leave, as I've already studied plenty, and it nearing the eighteenth hour of the day (6:00pm). I do wonder, what ever happened to Yata? I push my hair back in thought.

As I wander out of the building, reaching the bottom of the steps, someone just barely runs into me. "Sorry!- oh- Excuse me!-" He yells, continuing to run and dodge pedestrians. He wears an Ashinaka High School uniform, carrying an umbrella, a bag, and... is that.. A cat on his shoulder..? I shrug and hum, continuing on my way... Until, just literal seconds after... another individual actually crashes into me "Fuck.." My left ankle and hip ache.

"Shit! I'm going to lose the damn maniac!- Hey, watch where you're-.. goin'.."

"An apology word be better, actually," I stand, rubbing my hip. I look at him with lidded eyes; ones of not really anger, but more so annoyance.

"I.. uh- I'm.. sorry." He stutters a mutter. His face, a shade of red. I can barely hear him.

I look at him with slight confusion. "Yeah.. whatever. Better catch up to that "maniac." at this point, your board's closer to him than you are." I gesture vaguely behind him, where his board rolled into the leg of a bench that's borderline untouched.

He looked back so fast, trying to find his skateboard with his eyes. I cringe at the thought of whiplash.

"Sorry... again." He avoids looking at me, walking backwards to his skateboard. As soon as he turns around, he practically books it away from the area; continuing his chase of some "maniac."

"Totally... not weird.. Nope. Not. at. All..." I pop the 'p'. I stick out my left foot, pivoting around on my other heel, walking in the opposite direction.

- Time skip: 2 hours - 5 minutes - 47 seconds: 20:05.47pm (8:05pm)

"Ah- achoo-" I sniffle as I continue my walk. I'm pretty fuckin' sure if I didn't step out, I would've burned everything. What the hell? Why does everyone want to hang out all of a sudden? Yeah, it's Fri-

*Clank* "..." I blink once. Then twice. With lidded, suspicious eyes, and a weary smile, I began side-eyeing the alleyway right next to me. "Yeah... no- let's pretend I didn't hear anything and there isn't anything in there...." Just before I could take one step, wanting to rush home, or even the police station if I would have ended up being followed- a voice interrupts.

"Damn... I- I'm sor- sorry.. Damn it!" The bodiless voice sounds annoyed at the end. They clear the throat, breathing, "I'm-" He walks out, head down, face red and familiar. "I'm sorry if.. If I scared you..."

"... well," I looked to the side, before glancing back at him. "I'm not going to lie, and say that you didn't. But- why are you in an alleyway? I knew you were a bit of a trouble maker, but an alleyway? Really, Yata?" I spit with playful sarcasm at him. I figured it was Yata just a bit after the first encounter.

He looks up, shocked, almost comedic looking. "How- what?- who-"

I hold in a chuckle, "Really? We were in the same class back in junior high.. Do you really not remember me? I mean... we never really talked, but... still." I rub the back of my neck.

"I don't. Not Really." He says gently, as if he was scared of me becoming disappointed with his answer.

"Oh. That's a bit disappointing. Then again it was, like, six years ago. I don't blame ya'!" I bring a foxed smile to my face. "Anyway! I shall, in a way, reintroduce myself; I am [Name], and I think.. I would find joy in getting to know you. Maybe, if you're up for it too..?" A small blush covering mine, as the blush already decorating his cheeks has brightened, with flusteredness, and slight happiness.

"Ye-yeah... That'd be.. Cool..." He clears his throat, as if trying to clear his mind as well.

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Word count: 733

#001/100 chapters

This would honestly be longer, and not on that much of a cliffhanger, but I didn't know how to end it/go on with it. Hope you enjoyed <3

This was not requested, I just wanted to get started on putting stories in here. :)