Why you? - Eustass Kid X Reader

Chapter 1

A/n: Well hello everyone. Welcome to this story! This is my first time writing anything like this. English also isn't my first language so I apologize in advance for any mistakes. Feel free to correct me in any moment and I hope you will enjoy reading it. Let's begin.

Clicking of a lighter could be heard as you are trying to light up your third cigarette of the day. This week has been rough with exams, and as much as you were not much of a smoker, it was the only thing that could keep you sane. Your relationship with anxiety and stress definitely wasn't the best, and times to times, it could get ugly. You can't even count the numerous times you had to jump from one medicine to another so you could just get through the day without having an anxiety attack.

There comes high school. The time you hit puberty and curiosity gets the best of you. The time you discovered nicotine, also known as one of the main ingredients of the cigarettes. It isn't the healthiest solution, but it was the one that worked the best for you. It was better than loading up on ten different kinds of pills every day and still not feeling calm. Maybe not, but at least it got you through the day. That's what you told yourself just to feel better about it.

Smoke breaks are actually one of your favorite parts of the day. Fresh air, inner peace, and from the bench you usually sit on, you get a good view of a certain hotheaded redhead.

Eustass Kid. That's the guy. Wild fire red hair, held back from his face by a pair of goggles. His face was covered in simple makeup, Crimson red lipstick, and black eyeliner, a scar went from left side of his face down his chest, and another one that went from his stomach to only where our imagination can take us. He was a tall and buff guy. He had a prosthetic metal arm that hung comfortably by his left side. He was pretty intimating for many. He also didn't have any eyebrows, but it suits him, and let me remind you that not many people can pull off that look.

Smoke breaks are actually more of a excuse to take a few glances at the redhead. Who could blame you. That asshole is majestic, but only in looks. His personality, on the other hand, was terrible. He was a brute, aggressive, short tempered, full of himself, in one word just an asshole. However, despite his flaws, girls never failed to droll over him. He was an example of a sentence: 'You will be forgiven anything if you are attractive.' Lucky bastard.

Somehow, you ended up being one of those girls who drolled over him, but in secret. You didn't even know what exactly you liked about him. Was it his looks? No, in every relationship you had, you went more for personality, but his personality is terrible. Maybe it's his confidence. His head is always held high. When he steps in the room, he lets everyone know he is there. He goes into challenges without a second thought. He is always straightforward, never afraid to speak his mind. That was everything you always wanted to be. That's it, that's what you liked about him.

Cigarette in your hand was already in its death bed by the time you got your head out of the thoughts. You take one last drag before turning it off and throwing the remainings in the bin next to the bench. Perfect timing actually, there is fifteen minutes until your next class starts, you need five minutes to get there and in the remaining time you can just chill until the lesson starts. Pure perfection. Your therapist told you that you should try being a little bit more organized and to not do everything in the last minute, which you usually did. Being more organized actually helped you a little bit. You noticed that you're less anxious about many things. You're making progress, and that's the only thing that matters. Nami and Ace, who have been your longtime best friends, are really proud of you, and you are proud of yourself.

You take one last glance towards the redhead. He had new company beside his usual crew, which consisted of Killer, Heat and Wire. His crew was of course consisted of more people but those three were definitely his main friends. The scene in front of you made you roll your eyes. Some girl joined them on the bench they usually sat on, and she was literally crawling all over Kid. He seemed so unbothered by her whole act and was smirking.