Random One-Shots! {Character x Reader}

An Embarrassing SFIT Showcase? ~Hiro x Reader~

RE-UPLOADED BECAUSE OF MISPLACING.

THIS ONESHOT WAS PREVIOUSLY BESIDE THE BRADLEY SIMPSON X READER, EVEN IF IT WASN'T REALLY SUPPOSED TO BE THERE. SO I'M UPLOADING THIS AGAIN. SORRY FOR THE CONFUSION! :D

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HELLO!

The funny thing about this oneshot is that I've written this like, a year ago, then Wattpad just glitched out then the finished version was unsaved, and the only thing that was saved was the half of this. Then I gave up to this but I still placed it in my drafts.

And then, after like, months, I decided to finish this. I am soooo lazy omg. XD

Enjoy! ^_^

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"I have to go here. I-If I don't go to this nerd school, I'm gonna lose my mind."

"How do I get in?"

Your POV

Tadashi told me that my boyfriend for about 3 months, Hiro, practically freaked out once he told Tadashi that he wants to go to SFIT. I mean, how could he not go there? SFIT's the greatest college here, people!

I wanted to go there myself as well, but I'm just a freshman on highschool, and basically, my intelligence is half of what Hiro has. So it'll be impossible for me to go to college at the age of 14.

For Hiro, everything's a piece of cake. He's a prodigy, and his IQ is higher than anyone else he knows. At first both of us were in the same grade when I was in the 3rd grade, but when I reached 4th, well, let's just say that on that grade Hiro's in like, 6th or 5th grade. Yeah. I know the struggle.

He graduated at the age of 14, and I'm pretty proud of him, even though he left me all alone in elementary and highschool. And now he was going to SFIT once he got accepted, I couldn't be more prouder.

That night, Tadashi explained to Hiro that for him to pass, he needs to invent something that will blow "Callaghan's" mind. While I sit on Hiro's bed, I watched him look determined after Tadashi walk back to his part of the room.

Hiro started to sharpen a pencil furiously before putting the tip of the pencil on the paper. But, he slowly stopped, and groaned.

The whole time it went like this-- Hiro started to become motivated, then he started to write some plans before groaning then crumpling the piece of paper.

I assume his trash can is really full.

Since practically his whole desk is full of crumpled paper.

"Nothing." Hiro banged his head against his desk. "No idea." He banged his head again.

"Useless."

"Empty."

"Brain."

Every word he'll bang his head, making Tadashi chuckle softly, and for only me and him to hear. Then, he put on a bored face.

"Wow. Washed up at fourteen." He said, flipping a page of the book he's reading. "So sad." He said blankly.

"I got nothing!" Hiro suddenly exclaimed, sitting up from his swivel chair, frowning.

"I'm done! I'm never getting in." He exclaimed again, face-palming himself. He looks a bit stressed and frustrated, making me giggle softly.

I stood up from Hiro's bed, then walked towards him.

"Hey," I nudged his chair, to make him face me. I held on the sides of the chair, and bent down to face Hiro. Our faces are merely inches apart, and I struggled not to blush.