Hacking is B.A.D. [OHSHC]

I: The Fangirl Craze

A/N: Hello. I just realized the fact that I'm not even updating my stories no more. Anyways, I have this upcoming story, it's a [Tsunayoshi Sawada x Reader x Hibari Kyoya ] and I'm going to promote it here. Anyways, I forgot the fact that I even had a Wattpad, so I'm sorry.  Anyways, enjoy~

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|| itsuki's pov || || settings: at the gates; time for class ||

I'm not really happy with my boss' decision of sending me to a school. I mean, a hacker in school? That's like giving an exam for first graders to a sixth grader. In other words, it's really easy.

I mean, give me a break, I've been through this shit. Self-studying? Yes. I don't want to hear all the lessons come out from the mouth of a boring person. 

But, he doesn't know the fact that I'm a hacker, so I can't really complain. He doesn't even know my intelligence. He underestimates me for my age (and if you do not know my age I'm sixteen). 

So, today is my first day. Any other kid would be nervous about their first day in school (and a shit tons of selfies and pictures in every social networking site I tell you).

So, I'm currently in front of the gates, nothing new here. I entered, putting my hands in my pockets, staying calm and cool. I mean, nothing bad will happen, right? 

I see the girls staring at me as I pass by. I think they know me or something? It's not like I'm that famous, okay maybe I am - I don't know much, so eh. 

I smiled at the girls, and they all blushed. Some girls dropped at the floor and some were "kyaaa"-ing. My eyes suddenly widened in realization. 

One word.

Fangirls.

|| third person's pov ||

HOW TO DEAL WITH FANGIRLS:

|| Step 1: Run. ||

"Running? THAT'S NOT GOOD NEWS! I'm not the running kind of person!" Itsuki yelled.

"Oh my! It's Itsuki-senpai, the French actor!~ Kyaaaaaaaa!  ♥ ♥"

|| And by run, I mean try not to get caught by the fangirls ||

"Kyaaaaa~ ♥ ♥ Itsuki-senpai take our babies!"

|| Either that or else you'll get trampled by your own fangirls. ||

|| Step 2: Sacrifice something. ||

"Sacrifice?" Itsuki looked at both the directions "he" was facing while running. Itsuki spotted a teenager around the age of 17-18 who was running because of the stampede of fangirls. 

Itsuki had a great idea.

"Sorry man, but it's for the greater good buddy." 

He tripped the teen.

"AAAAHHHHHHHHH!" 

Itsuki continued to run. 

"Poor man. Well, I salute you for your sacrifice dear man."

And well, it had no effect. Two reasons are: One, because of the fact that the teen is not really well-known, and two; well the fangirls were chasing him, not the teen.

"Fuck."

|| Step 3: Don't trip. ||

"Don't trip? That's easy! Nothing lik-" And Itsuki tripped. Well, Itsuki's shoelaces may or may not be untied. 

Well, Itsuki did tell the fact that "he's" not really fit for running. 

<shrugs> Eh, not our problem.

|| Don't worry if you trip! Just recover and hide in the nearest room ||

Itsuki stood and reached the doorknob of the nearest room and entered (It's not like he cared whether he entered the wrong room or not, he just really wanted to escape the fangirls).

And luckily it was the classroom Itsuki was finding. 

"So you must be the new student?"

|| end ||