Love Grows ( Ken Midori x Reader )

A New Start

I approach the High School in excitement, but can't help feeling nervous too. This is it, a new high school, new friends, a new life. Am I really ready for t his massive leap? I believe, yes.

Pushing open the wooden door, I enter the school. The cool air conditioner whirls around me, causing me to shiver. Murmurs and laughs fill the halls, as students rush about. The loud bell dings, telling me to get to class. I glance down at my schedule that's tightly gripped in my hand. It looks like math class is up first.

I speed walk to class, not making eye contact with anyone. Other teenagers pile into the math classroom. I sit at the front, next to the window.

"Alright students! Welcome to today's math class. My name is Mrs.Hall," the teacher says, clapping her hands together.

Oh, no. Please don't introduce me. One of the worst first impressions is for the teacher of your 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘴 class to introduce yourself.

"Today we have a new student..."

Please no.

"This is (y/n), she is new here, so welcome her," continues Mrs.Hall.

She points to me and I look out the window, pretending not to notice. A few teenagers snicker, others just stare. I put a piece of my (h/c) hair behind my ear to get it out of my eyes. I glace to my left to see a young boy staring at me.

He has blue spiked up hair with spontaneous brown eyes. His light blue vest covers his red jumper and his legs are covered by long blue pants. He leans over and puts out his hand. I realize he must be a blader since he is wearing finger-less gloves.

"Hi, I'm Valt Aio! Nice to meet you," he says, in an over the top voice.

Well, this Valt guy seems nice, perhaps he is going to be my new friend. I smile brightly, shaking his hand.

"Right, we can greet (y/n) after class, for now we shall do some maths," Mrs.Hall interrupts.

~After Class~

Valt and I walk out together. He asks me if I'm a blader and I nod. I think about my bey, (y/b). I think that my bey is the best, I train a lot and enjoy spending time with (y/b).

"Ever thought of joining a bey club? I'm the leader of our school's one and am wanting new people," Valt says cheerfully.

I light up in excitement. This day is turning out to be great. I've already made one friend and joined a bey club.

"So, who made you the leader  of the club, Valt?" a voice states from behind us.

We both turn around, simultaneously. A boy with blond hair that pokes up is standing there. His brown eyes look soft, even though he is frowning. He is wearing a red tank top and long black trousers that match his jacket that is hanging of his shoulders.

"I technically am the one Honcho, and you know it," Valt says proudly, approaching Honcho.

"You wouldn't have a club if I, popular Honcho didn't join," Honcho spits back.

They ramble on and I just watch in silence. Finally I cough, making Honcho's attention turn to me.

"This is (Y/n)," Valt says, introducing me.

"Your name must be Honcho. I've heard about you before," I say, shaking his hand.

"Of coarse you have (y/n), I look forward to battling you as Valt tells me you've joined our club," Honcho responds.

I smile and then look at my watch. Oh man, I'm late for art class. I excuse myself from the two boys and dash away.