[𝐌𝐀𝐍-𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑] Highschool Of The Dead x Male Reader

01: Start Of The Dead

Day One

Status of Infection: Early Stages

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"What, traffic? I doubt it's anything major...probably just a car crash up ahead."

A H/C boy leaned on a railing as he held his phone up to his ear, his eyes expressing clear annoyance and impatience with the person he was speaking to but nonetheless he continued the conversation despite not wanting to.

This boy was known as Y/N L/N.

A 'delinquent' as many students would call him.

He was a foreigner from America who transferred here back in his first year of middleschool, despite his amazing performances in academics, his rather intimidating towering stature didn't help in making him friends.

And in turn people started making rumors, as they always do.

Might as well embrace the role given unto him, he thought.

"No Lyn, Japan isn't going to get bombed...again, I'm sure it's just a military drill."

Y/N said with a sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose. According to his elder sister she happened to see military helicopters fly by earlier; being the paranoid woman that she was she immediately thought of calling him during school hours to console her.

Sometimes even he didn't know who was meant to be the mature one.

"Yeah...gotta go, a teacher is probably gonna get on my ass if they spot me out of class. Yep, see you later. Love you too."

Hanging up he placed his phone in his pocket before reaching for a cigarette, lighting it up with a lighter he had in his jacket; he puffed smoke out of his mouth as he heard someone walking up the stairs to reach where he was.

Truly, he looked like a stereotypical jerkwad.

"Are you stupid?"

A rather harsh voice spoke from behind as he winced in annoyance, turning to face the familiar student who decided to bother his undeserved smoke break.

"Takagi...what a pleasant surprise to see you."

SAYA TAKAGI
"RESIDENT TSUNDERE"

"Har har, fuck you too. As much as I'd like to avoid you it seems you're always running off somewhere secluded to run around your problems. It's only the beginning of the semester and you want to fry your lungs already!"

Walking over to him she snatches the cigarette out of his mouth before placing it in her own, letting out a puff of smoke before dropping it to the floor and crushing it under her feet.

"Yeah that stuff is awful, honestly don't know how you like that."

"I don't. It's purely for aesthetic...and it's a great way to kill yourself slowly." He responded plainly rolling his eyes.