1. It's my year

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"Y/NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!"

I was rudely awakened by my closest friend, Tanjiro Kamado, screaming in my ear. He and I have been besties since 6th grade and we always walk to school together, sometimes Nezuko joins us but not anymore since we're at different schools now. Most of the time I wake up late, so he comes over and yells at me to wake up, I'm grateful but it's annoying sometimes.

"What boy." I replied in a hoarse voice.

"ITS TIME FOR SCHOOOL!!!!" He screamed as if I couldn't hear him (he was in my doorway...).

It's the first day of freshmen year, a new building, new people, and new matches to be made ;)))). I can't lie and say I don't wanna kill myself every time I think of stepping into that building, the only thing keeping me going is my goal; get a boyfriend. I've been single all my life and I'm hoping to change that this year! Yeah! This will be my year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Okok, go eat breakfast, I made some stuff last night. It's in the fridge just heat it up."

"Thanks y/n, you're the best!!!"

I rolled over and checked the time. 

5:45 A.M. 

I have exactly 1 hour to get ready if I want to be on time.... I'll make it count. After all, first impressions are VERYYYY important...

I lazily got out of bed, not bothering to make it, and headed straight for the bathroom. I did the usual.... brushed my teeth, took a piss, washed my face. But now it was time for the most crucial step; makeup. I had never really been good at doing my makeup, but I was determined to change that. I stayed up all last night watching tutorials on how to do a cute simple look, so I put it into action.

I waltzed back to my room, ready to conquer todays first challenge. I sat down at my vanity and grabbed my concealer, mascara, blush, and highlighter. After around 15 minutes I finally got it perfect!

"TANJIRO COME UPSTAIRS REAL QUICK PLZ!" 

I couldn't trust my own judgement. Cuz like what if I actually looked fugly and was just gaslighting myself into thinking I looked good cuz I worked so hard!! I heard his footsteps and turned to face the doorframe.

"What do you think!!!?" I said excitedly.

"WOW!!!!! ZOOOOWEEEEE MAMA!!!!! YOU LOOK SO GOOD Y/N!!!!!! SOOO GOOD!!!" He responded.

To some people, this could sound sarcastic, but Tanjiro doesn't have a single mean bone in his body, so I knew that he was telling the truth.

"You're literally the best" I said smiling.

"Do you need help with your hair?"

"HOLY BALLS I ALMOST FORGOT THANK YOU" 

Tanjiro gave you a thumbs up and left to continue eating his breakfast.

I took the clips holding my hair back off and started to brush it out. 

I think I'm just gonna leave it like this! I need to check the time though... 

6:30 A.M. 

LETS GO!!! I STILL HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO EAT BREAKFAST

(You eating breakfast is a rare occurrence, usually you spend the whole morning getting ready)

I quickly changed into my uniform, grabbed my bag, and walked downstairs.

"So... are you ready??" Tanjiro asked.

"I don't know, I'm really scared but also excited. I mean we'll know some people but it feels so URGGH." You said before taking another bite of food. "So... are you planning to finally get with Kanao???"

"STOP." Tanjiro said, blushing profusely.

Suddenly, your phone started ringing. It was time to go!

"Well, I swear I'll get you two together this year!" You stated while walking towards the door.

"THANK YOU Y/N YOU'RE THE BEST!"

"Ladies, ladies, please." 

TIMESKIP!!! YOU'RE AT SCHOOL NOW!!!!!

"Here we are..." You 'exclaimed'.

"Come on Y/N, this year is gonna be different!"

"You say that every year faker...."

"Whatever! Let's just head in"

It's gonna be a longggg year.

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hey guys,,, ermmm... first chapter what do we think....... this is the first time i vere wrote somthign so lmk if its ahh or if its fire cuz idk if i should contineus...... BY THE WAY MY NAM IS NINA IM 14 AND ERMMM IM GOIGN INTO HS SO THIS IS LIKE MY PROJECTION. pl actually leabe a comment i fu like it bc idk its kinda ahh but... donatella VERSACE 💜



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