Y/N is an old-money European, that is until her parents decided to send her to a school in the United States in order for her to get a grasp of how life is without the luxury of Europe. In this story Y/N is a new student at Kimetsu Academy public sc...
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August 18, 06:25
Y/N sat in the back of the classroom, watching it fill up with new faces, mostly full of acne. Beside her, a boy with unruly black hair in a mohawk style slumped down, resting his head on his arms atop the uncomfortable wooden desk.
"Shinazugawa!" The teacher shouted from the front of the classroom. He didn't flinch. "Shinazugawa!" He sighed then rubbed the bridge of his nose, "Urm," He paused and looked at a sheet of paper, "L/N can you wake up the boy next to you." He said as all eyes were on you and the fatigued kid next to you.
"Sure," Y/N muttered through clenched teeth, her irritaion barely contained. "Um, wake up." She gave his shoulder a slight nudge, but when he didn't budge, agitation set in. "Hey, wake up!" Pushing him harder, she almost knocked him out of his desk.
His head jerked up and immediately looked at her. "What is your problem?!" He whisper-shouts as his eyes dart around the room. Instead of responding, she nods to the impatient teacher, which made him flare up in red.
"Are you two done now?" The both of them nod quickly, prompting for the teacher to speak again, "Nice to meet you all, I am Mr. Calloway." He says, "Today we are going to start with roll call, when you hear your name, raise your hand and say here."
The boy next to her, who she assumed to be Shinazugawa, was rustling around his backpack on his lap.
【 ' OH MY GOD HE'S GOING TO SHOOT ME BECAUSE I GOT HIM IN TROUBLE!'】
As Y/N holds up her hands to deflect any projectiles, in the corner of her eye, she sees a pack of gum, airpods and a schedule being pulled out from his backpack. She sighed in relief, silently thanking him for not being a typical American gunslinger.
However her peculiar movements caught Shinazugawa's eye and he gave her a look, "What the fuck is up with you. You first get me in trouble then you're acting like a schizo." He muttered as he shoved the gum in his mouth, then back into his bag, and opening his Airpods case; which was pink.
"Nothing," Y/N replied curtly, her embarrassment turning into more than mild annoyance. She did not bother to talk to this guy who didn't make the best first impression on her.
He nods, "Uh-huh, sure." He looks back into his back muttering something under his breath that was definitely going to irritate Y/N more, so she ignored it.
"Y/N, L/N?"
She straightened her hand high up into he air, "Present."
