Anime Lemons

Karino x reader lemon

You nervously stood outside the classroom door. You were never good at fitting in so when you found out you had to a new school uneasiness set in the pit of your stomach. Twisting in knot's each day, each hour, each minute, until it was time to go to the new school.
You felt panic set in with each breath your breathing got harder and ragged. A thousand thoughts were going through your mind as your shaky hand reached for the doorknob. You took one last deep breath trying to even out your breathing and stepped into the classroom.

From the students in the classroom point of view you would seem calm and composed with a emotionless face. But on the inside you were panicking you never were able to express your emotions like others you would feel them but you could never show them to others you might even seem like a robot. You never had friends and most of your family thought there was something wrong with you. No one understood you or at least they never tried, that's why you had music. You could always count on music to understand you, you were also able to express your emotions through it. If you weren't listening to music you were playing it you could play all kinds of instruments violin, piano, even the electric guitar. But because of that you never really had friends or socialized with people and that's why you were so nervous.

You stood in front of a bored classroom and you introduced yourself in a monotone voice.
you looked around the room as the teacher told someone named 'Azusa' to raise their hand so that you would know where to sit.
You saw a blonde boy with messy hair raise his hand with an annoyed face. You felt like your leg's were made of stone but you somehow made your way to the empty seat next to him. When you finally sat down and the class returned to normal you felt like a thousand pounds were lifted off of your shoulders. You saw some students glance at you before smirking or giggling. It felt like each minute was an eternity as you sat there in torture until it was lunch. You heard the bell signaling that it was lunch and you let out a breath of relief. It wasn't because you were hungry because honestly you didn't think you would even be able to keep the food down but you would be happy to get out and get some fresh air, find a place to sit alone, and listen to music to relax your nerves.

You were about to leave but before you could there was a crowd around you and a girl stood in front of you.
"Where do you think your going? You have to see the king first to see what your rank is." She said with a evil smirk before they started dragging you along with them.

Rank? What the hell do they mean my rank? And what do they mean king? The only thing I know that would be anything close to something like this would be Kill La Kill, but that would make me a 'no star loser'.

That was pretty much what was going on through your head as you were being dragged to some unknown place. But the more you thought about the more hope you got since Ryuko got a somewhat happy ending.
You were snapped out of you thoughts when you were pushed into a room with a guy in it. You had to admit that he was good looking you were actually fighting your inner pervert. At times like this you were actually happy that you didn't show your emotions. And it was just your luck that while you fighting your perverseness that you didn't hear his question. When you realized that you have been standing there staring at him like a idiot you were so embarrassed.
"Can you repeat that again?" You said with your monotone voice you thanked whoever for you being emotionless until you saw his annoyed face and realized that you might of seemed like you didn't care about what he said. You watched him scowl before he growled his question again.
"I said why are you here?" You saw his eye twitched in annoyance and you gulped down your nervousness before answering.
"They told me I had to see the king to get my rank..."
You had a bad feeling about this. A very bad feeling you felt your adrenaline rush like you should run. You watching as he smirked and went across the room to get a can of black paint with a brush sticking out of it. He chuckled before he kneeled down and painted a big black target across the stomach of your shirt and pushed you out in front of the crowd. You heard laughing and cheering before you saw a can of spray paint in front of your face. You quickly slammed your eye's shut before they sprayed it across your eyelids. You kept your eye's closed until you heard the 'king' go back into his room and the crowd leave.