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Sakamoto X Emo! Loner! Reader

~1st Persona~

Damn! This sucks ASS!! I angrily thought as I walked to my new school. I just transfered to this new school, and I honestly didn't bother memorizing the name because I'm probably going to be moving pretty soon. My family can never seem to settle somewhere.

I walked into the academy not wearing the uniform but a black skirt that goes up to half my thigh and a (fav band) graphic tee with a uniforms blazer. I don't really do dress codes, uniforms, so on and so forth.

"I herd we're getting a new transfer student today. Do you think it's a boy or girl? If it's a boy I hope he's cute." I herd a random bitch gossiping to a friend.

"I actually really hope it's a guy. If it's a girl, then she'll just be another obstacle in our way of Sakamoto!" Bitch #2 whinned.

Who the hell is Sakamoto? And bitch please, get over yourself. I promise you, you're not that special compared to all the other basics here. I rolled my eyes as I continued to walk to my class. Once I finally found it, I stood at the back of the class and waited for it to be over. All while getting weird glances from people.

Eventually, the students and teacher were where they were suppose to be. The teacher finally noticed me after about 5 minutes of me just standing in the back of the class, "Um... May I help you?"

I didn't answer him and walk to the chalk board and grab a piece of chalk, then proceeded to write my name.

"Sup. I'm (l/n) (y/n). Just transferred and probably won't stay long so don't get too attached," I gave a smirk and a fake wink.

"Ma'am," the teacher called out to me and I glaced towards him without facing him. "Your attire is not school appropriate."

I sighed, "1st, as long as I'm learning, why does it matter? And 2nd, why are you getting onto me instead of worrying about that guy." I say pointing to a blond with a Waldo looking shirt under a red vest thing with his blazer on top.

"P-Please take the seat next to Sakamoto." the teacher stutters.

I take my seat and look at Sakamoto next to me. So this is the famous Sakamoto. I don't see the appeal. He looks dramatic compared to the other students here.

~Time Skip~

It's finally lunch. I need food. I make my way to the roof.

Once there, I had a few minutes of peace until a girl with brown hair in twin tails shows up.

"Hello, (l/n). My name is Kuronuma Aina. I just wanted to see if we could become friends. I'm in the same class as you." She gives me a sickly sweet smile.

I show her the same smile, "That would be super fantastic!" My smile drops to a plain smirk, "Only I don't want to; I'm better off alone. But what's your motive? Money, popularity, self satisfaction? Come on. It might be a new one."

Aina's smile had faltered through my mini speech, "I have no idea what you're talking about. I simply just want to be a friend to a stranger."

"Wow, I have never herd that one before. Well.. Only about 4 times. 5 now though," I laugh. "Come on, I'm not staying here. So what is your excuse?"

Aina twiddles her thumbs and looks away, "I wanted to keep you away from Sakamoto-kun."

You have got to be fucking joking. I rolled my eyes so god damn hard that even Kami would be impressed. I don't even respond to her and leave to the classroom.

I take my seat waiting for class to start but suddenly feel eyes on me. I look to my left and see that Sakamoto guy staring at my.

"Would you like a picture or an autograph? Both will last you longer," I say with a bored look on my face.

Sakamoto doesn't even say anything or even give any emotion to my comment. He just turn to face his desk and started applying his pencil to his sketch paper.

Fine. Ignore me. Why would I care? No attachments.

After school was over and I finally gain freedom again, I make my way to my locker and open it. But a piece of paper folded into fourths falls out.

My eyes widened. IT'S A DRWAING OF ME?! It looks like a side view of me looking off at nothing with a small, real looking smile. Since when do I actually smile?! I only smirk of give fake ass smiles! My face looked like a tomato at this point. That's when I notice something written near the bottom.

'This will last forever'

WHAAAAAAAAAT?!

I calm myself to a stotic expression, put the paper in my bag, change my shoes and head home. I'm confronting that bastard tomorrow.

~Time Skip~

I slam the paper on Sakamoto's desk, "What the hell is this?!" I asked with a stern tone.

"Good morning," was all he said to me and looked at the drawing. "Oh that. You said that I may take a picture."

"Well this ain't a picture. It's a drawing. Plus I was being sarcastic!"

He fixes his glasses, "A drawing is just another form of capturing a form of beauty."

I blush but it quickly fades as Aina pops out of no where, "Or horror. (Y/n) looks like a sociopath in the picture you drew Sakamoto-kun. Why don't you draw me? It'll turn out way better." The entire class just laughs as she bullies me and other girls crowd Sakamoto to get him yt? o draw them.

It's not like I'm not use to it. I've always been alone, bullied and teased for little to no reasons. I grab the paper and rip it into pieces. Everyone stops and gasps at what I did to the drawing from their precious Sakamoto.

"I knew it," I said in a dark voice. "Well the joke's on me, right?! That's what I get for feeling, right!?" I throw the shreaded drawing at Aina and Sakamoto and run out the class to the roof.

Not before hearing Sakamoto try and call me back.

I spend just about the entire day on the roof. At about 6th period [I have no idea how many periods they have a day so I'm just going with the standard 8] I herd the door open and footsteps until they stop beside me. I lightly feel a paper rest on my face and open my eyes to see another sketch. This time, with 3 smaller drawings. I sit up, taking the paper off my face to study them all. One was the same as the first drawing he gave me, the second was of me sleeping on my desk, then the third was of me giving a bright, real smile.

I look up and see Sakamoto, "I thought I said a picture?" I smirked again.

"And I thought I said that drawing is just another way to capture beauty. Photographs wouldn't do your beauty the full justice it deserves," he still doesn't give much emotion but I could see a hint of some in his eyes.

I might want to actually stay here...

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Done! And sorry it took so long. I'm sure you've herd (read) almost all excuses so I'll spare you mine. This was a request and thank you for requesting. I'm sorry if Sakamoto was OOC or if the reader wasn't what you wanted. Next story shall be posted soon.

See ya boos~