Woohoo, this is my first BH6 novel that I never thought I'd write one since I've always preferred writing one shots. Even though I thought you guys wouldn't need one, here's a guide just in case and for those that are new to the whole "xReader" thing:
(Y/N)= your name
(L/N)= last name
(H/C)= hair color
(H/L)= hair length
(E/C)= eye color
(F/H)= favorite hairstyle
(F/C)= favorite color
(S/F/C)= second favorite color
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Ugh, school.
It's literally just a living nightmare.
I'm mentally unprepared to even leave my house.
Okay, okay---you were definitely over exaggerating. Homework just kept you up late again. Four hours of sleep should keep you awake until second period, maybe even third. Two o' clock in the morning is an unreasonable time for a thirteen-year-old to going to sleep on a school night.
Curse AP and honors classes for involving so much hard work for no reason.
To be honest, school for you wasn't that bad. You attended San Fransokyo High School, one of the top high schools in the whole entire country. One thing for sure, you hated attention, which was all you got just from walking down the hallways during passing time.
Alright, you were a thirteen-year-old kid prodigy in your senior year of high school. You were definitely way younger than the rest of the seniors. So what, you were younger than them---what's the big deal? It's it obvious enough? What's with all of the attention?
You knew a lot of people who would envy over your high intelligence, and even others who were plain jealous of the fact you got into high school at the age of ten and criticized you just for that. You've even had older kids asking you to be their tutor or to help them with their homework, but you would always turn them down.
You felt as if they were using your intelligence as a toy. Something they can just take for the sake of passing a simple class or for them to gain more attention for themselves. You didn't skip a bunch of grades to be used as cheat notes written in ink across one's arm.
You weren't even the only kid prodigy in the school.
Yeah, there's two of them.
Everyone expected you guys to be friends just because the both of you were kid prodigies, but really, you haven't talked to the kid since day one of high school. The only difference between the two of you were your genders. Just because this kid is the same age as you and just so happens to be a kid prodigy doesn't mean you two are automatically friends.
In fact, you didn't think you even had any friends. All of the friends you've had in the past grew older and didn't want to hang out with you anymore since you were younger then them. You can't even remember the last time you had a real friend since you left elementary to skip onto senior high.
You and this other kid prodigy didn't even have anything in common, well, except for the fact you were both aiming to be majors in robotics one day. Well, at least you did. From what you heard, the other kid prodigy is a botfighter. You never know, he just might keep that occupation after he graduates.
Wow, what a coincidence, we both like robotics. So what? If that's the only thing we have in common, I don't want to talk about just robotics all the time. Besides, botfighting bots and actual science robotics are two very different things.
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Notice (Hiro Hamada x Reader)
Fiksi Penggemar"I know who he is. I just don't acknowledge him." (Y/N) (L/N) was a thirteen-year-old kid prodigy, already in her senior year at San Fransokyo High School. Sure she stood out from the crowd for being in high school at such a young age, but that didn...
