Nanpa [Renzou Shima x OC]

San

    After another hour or two of aimlessly searching for my dorm, I finally found something that resembled it. However, when I pushed my way inside, something seemed to be rather odd.

    "What are you doing in the boys' dorms?!" Someone shouted from behind me.

    I whipped around, only to have my eyes be met with two teenage guys. They were complete opposites of each other, yet they both stood with crossed arms and directed icy glares to me. 

    There was a tall one, much more muscular and broad-shouldered than any other male I'd seen so far. He looked intimidating, with angular features, a few stray chin whiskers, multiple-piercings on each ear, and a long blonde streak running down the middle of his messy brown hair. His dark-coloured eyes showed no mercy, as if they warned me of the boy's strength. I took a gulp upon seeing him.

    The second looked much less terrifying, so I chose to keep my gaze in line with his. He was at least a foot shorter than the bulky boy, if not more so. He had a shaved head, revealing two circular ears sticking out from each side. He wore a pair of red glasses with thick frames, that he constantly fixed, as if it might help to see me better. Overall, he was much thinner, and weaker-looking than the taller one.

    "I... I-I-" I began, racking my brain for an excuse. If I didn't say something, there was going to be a large chance that the larger-framed boy might beat me to a pulp.

    I tripped over my words, faltering completely when I caught sight of another boy. He must've just come out of the shower, seeing as he was only covered around the waist by a white towel. He didn't notice me, simply humming along as he strolled through the room we were in. What struck me the most wasn't his exposed chest, nor the fact that he acknowledged nothing that was happening, but his hair.

    My eyes creeped up to see the boy's now-wet pink hair.

    "Shima?" I felt my eyes grow wider, and hid them all together when he whipped around to face me. 

    I mentally cursed myself, realizing that I had made more than one mistake within the last few minutes. I shouldn't have come into the boys' dorm; that was actually quite obvious. I also shouldn't have called out Shima's name, especially if he was half-clothed and still wet from a shower.

    Apparently, he wasn't wearing any shoes, as I could hear the slapping noise of bare feet on the ground. He was getting closer, as the noise got louder. From the direction that the innocent-looking boy and the taller boy were in, I heard a question. It seemed to be directed at Shima, stopping the noise.

    "Shima, you know her? Why the hell is she in here?!"

    My feet remained planted into the ground, although I wanted nothing more than to run away and never come into contact with these freaks again.

    "Oh, yeah. She's uh... Kin is-" he paused, and I desperately hoped for an escape. "She's my girlfriend."

    I snapped my head up, feeling my knees almost give way. 

    "I wanted her to visit, if you... know what I mean..." Shima continued, seemingly proud of himself.

    I closed my eyes and held them shut for a long time, unable to do anything about the situation. I wanted to slap Shima; slap him and slit his neck. This was not the way I had planned for my first day to go. I thought I had made it clear to this boy that I was in no way interested, yet he took advantage of the setting, and supposedly, we were now together.

    An arm wrapped around my waist, pulling my eyes open abruptly. There was Shima, of course. He stood taller than me, but not tall enough to seem overwhelming. The whole action was so foreign and disturbing to me, that I had to bite my tongue to keep from screaming at him. The thought only just hit me; I couldn't swat him away.

    If I was going to get out of this predicament, then I would have to play the part.

    Of course, it wasn't helping that this boy kept sliding his hand downwards, instead of keeping it on my waist.

    "Isn't that right, Kin-chan?" He grinned, using the pet name again.

    I grit my teeth, hiding it by putting on a false smile and excessively nodding. "Yes, it is," I managed to say in a mock-ecstatic tone.

    Shima tightened his grip on my waist, pulling me closer to his side. With all my power, I kept forcing my way back to our original position, where I was touching him, but wasn't being suffocated by his chest.

    "Damn it, on the first day? How long will this one last?" The larger boy asked, sighing. Both the angry boys who had discovered me now shook off the fact that I had been in the boys' dorms, and silently left. So this was a routine thing for Shima.

    He still clung to my waist, even though both the suspicious boys had left us alone. With a strong slap to Shima's face, I managed to pull myself from his grasps. I stumbled backwards, as did the pink-haired boy.

    "So... Came to visit, did you? You thought twice about that number thing..." He grinned, clasping his hand over the cheek that I had hit.

    "Would you just shut up?" I pulled myself to my feet and brushed off the black pants. I noticed that my whole left side was moist from where Shima's chest had touched it. 

    I shivered at the thought.

    "You got lost, yeah, yeah, sure. You don't need to hide your feelings from me, akachan," yet another pet name was used from him to me.

    "I'm not hiding anything, you baka."

    "Why do you have to be so mean about this? I mean, you did get to take a look at this," he said with a cocky smile, gesturing to his chest. It was toned, but there didn't seem to be any signs of defined muscles. "Most girls will only dream of being in your place right now."

    "Then I must not be your kind of girl," I gave him a fake smile, and pushed my way past him for the second time that day.

    Hopefully, I could find my dorm without something else like this happening again.

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Akachan is an endearing term in Japanese. It often means 'baby', or 'my baby' (not literally). Baka means 'fool' or 'idiot'.

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