𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, y/n l/n is a girl with an unbeatable ego while she has everyone in bluelock university wrapped around her finger one way or another.
"i can't help that i'm that girl"
school au! bluelock x reader
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"did you hear that y/n l/n is coming to our university?" eita said excitedly, talking to his friends in the back of the social studies class. not that the teacher minded. or noticed for this matter.
"who's this next poor girl?" hiori sighed out, leaning back in his chair.
"you don't know y/n?" eita shouted incredulously, his eyes almost doubling the size.
"..no? am i supposed to?" he looked at eita with an annoyed and slightly confused face.
"see," karasu raised his head from his arms, turning to face hiori. "at this point, you just have to ignore him."
"she's that gravure model!" eita yelled. the class went silent at that very moment and everyone turned their heads towards the group.
karasu put his head back into his hands. "why.."
"mr. otoya, do you have something to say to the class?" the teacher asked, lifting a skeptical eyebrow in their direction.
"oh..no."
"then please, for the sake of the rest of the class, keep your side conversations quiet."
"yes sir."
the professor nodded and continued the lesson, drowning on endlessly about the evolution of mankind.
"anyways-" eita started, but quickly got shushed by hiori.
"shut up before we get caught again."
he grumbled, but still complied, lowering his gaze towards the professor and waiting for the class to end.
✧ 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐀 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 ✧
"so who was this girl you were talking about again?" karasu asked, still slightly pissed off at eita, but curious.
"y/n l/n," he said, showing his phone to the two.
"y/n?" shidou's voice echoed through the hallway as he ran up to the group, putting his arm around eita's shoulders. "she's the gravure model, right?"
"of course you would know her," hiori sighed, rolling his eyes in annoyance.
"wait..she's hot."
"what do you think?" shidou scoffed. "she's a model, isn't she?"
"talking about a girl like that is so.." hiori started, making a disgusted face at them.
eita laughed, smirking lazily. "she's an erotic model, what did she expect?"
hiori scowled, looking away, once he saw isagi and his friends in the distance, he started walking faster towards them.
