𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇... A worried girl gets an important duo assignment and gets given the wrong number.
Cover made by: @MANJIROUS
Kaveh x Fem!Reader
textfic|chatfic
WARNING: •Strong Language •NSFW jokes (there is no smut, I don't have the skills for this nor the will for it.) •Shit humor/crack humor • Fem!Reader
DARK MODE RECOMMENDED
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PROTAGONISTS
YOU !
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GLUE SONG - BEABADOOBEE
"can u text me back before i start hallucinating and seeing shadowy figures in my peripheral vision"
KAVEH !
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WRITING ON THE WALL - WILL STETSON
"Changing my alarm clock to applause so I get the recognition I deserve when I wake up at 6 am"
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SOME SIDE CHARACTERS
YOUR BEST FRIENDS !
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starting...
The flimsy clock hands in the spacious classroom pointed to 12, leaving out a quick sound that sounded fragile and dead to the ears. This clock felt like an ancient relic, it was way too old and it needed a replacement. A student stared at the clock, counting down the seconds to escape the dreary classroom. It felt endless to her; each minute dragging on.
They had been overworked tirelessly, only for the teacher to assign a major duo presentation needed to pass the course. She turned over to her assigned partner scoffing silently out of frustration from the teacher's behavior.
"Uh, hey... can I get your number so we can finish this torturous presentation?"
Silence filled the room, making the time linger. it looked like the boy was scheming something. The clueless and overwhelmed girl ignored every single sign of it, she was just homesick. He grabbed a sticky note and started jotting down something that appeared to be numbers.
"Yeah, sure! My name is Sam. You can just set that as the contact name."
Sam handed her the piss-colored yellow sticky note with numbers on it. He quickly smiled and went on to whisper about something with his friends, leaving out a chuckle.
It didn't bother her at all, surely nothing will happen.
