Corp club | Inarizaki x reader

10. The debate

Y/n was doing situps as Nana tested her with flashcards.

"Correct. You've finished all your 20 questions 4 times so we're finished." Nana helps Y/n get up. Y/n looks around the study room. The rest of the group was scattered around doing things, mostly related to the campaign.

"You guys done yet?" Atsumu, Osamu, and Nelly were at the table, their backs turned to Y/n and Nana. They were seemingly working very passionately on something.

"Y/n don't be alarmed, but I think this is our magnum opus," Nelly says while making excited gestures.

"I don't know how great a poster made with crayons can be but go ahead," Y/n sighs.

Atsumu and Osamu turn around, each holding a corner of the a1 paper. On the poster, there was a stick figure of a girl (supposedly Y/n) who was holding a big dog on a leash. On the side written was PLEASE VOTE and on the very corner in much smaller letters Y/n.

"Please vote..." Y/n reads, squinting her eyes to read what was written in the corner.

"Y/n." Nana finishes for her.

Atsumu and Nelly wait for her reaction with pure anticipation. Osamu just kind of stands there.

Y/n squinted her eyes to inspect the poster since her eyesight wasn't very good. She looked at the stick-figure version of herself. The stick figure was much thinner than she was. Literally, because it looked like they used hairs to create her body. Y/n tilts her head, letting out a light hum.

"Soo??" They ask, shaking their legs in anticipation.

Y/n sighs. "It looks like..." she tries to think about a truthful response that doesn't hurt their feelings either. Luckily for her, Nana did that: "It looks worse than a YouTube animation made by an eight-year-old."

Nelly gasps, dropping the poster in shock. "Nana! How could you say that?" She turns to Y/n for some solace. "Y/N."

"I don't know how you guys did it, but you made a stick figure look anorexic," Y/n says, upsetting Atsumu and Nelly. Atsumu begins to pace around the room dramatically to show his unhappiness. Osamu was now the only person holding the poster.

"Do you know how long we worked on this?" Atsumu asks her, to defend the honor of the poster.

Y/n scoffs at his question "The real question is why you spent so long on this! My name isn't even visible!"

"It's actually here," Atsumu points to the very corner of the paper. He looks at her as if he made a point, "And we used glitter." Nelly adds. They nod excessively at Y/n, thinking they proved a point.

"I can see." She gazes at Osamu who has glitter all over his hands and looks like he came home from a twelve-hour shift to his five children. "He looks like he got kidnapped and kept in the Willy Wonka glitter factory."

"He's fine. Samu just hasn't gotten his twelve hours of sleep which was actually taken up by this poster," Atsumu says. Osamu lets go of the poster and simply leaves.

"We worked really hard on this Y/n." Nelly looks at her with puppy eyes.

"Okay, don't look at me like that. I tried to be nice but I just-" Y/n glances at the poster, "I can't. It's awful."

"Wow, Y/ns nice streak was a minute long. I think that's a record guys!" somebody says with a thick layer of sarcasm behind it.

Everybody turns to the other side of the study room to see Rintaro lying on the couch while on his phone. Osamu layed on the couch with him, dead asleep. "And what are you doing?" She asks with a look of disgust.