Nanashima x Reader

Bugzilla

Nanashima pov
So it was an ordinary day.
Like normal I was sitting by the window. I had a leg up on my table and my chair was sort of balancing. You see I was leaning back on my chair. Anyway so the teacher was babbling. About what? Oh you know, teachery stuff. I wasn't listening? How could you suggest such a thing. I was fully observed in my teacher. She had long brown hair was attractive but not as attractive as... I'm a filthy weirdo? I'm not talking to you anymore. NO I AM NOT POUTING!
So then the door is flung open and in the doorway once I get a good look at her is some girl.
"I am so sorry I'm late!" She said her face entirely red and not catching any ones eyes.
"You must be our new student," our teacher said smiling warmly. Wait what new kid? I never heard about no new kid! Well whatever. She picks up these massive thick rimmed glasses, completely round like Harry Potters but more... big. Like maybe Sybill Trelawney. She had dandy long legs her knees were all knobbly. She was a mess. Her hair was very loosely tied up into a bun and some of it was still in her mouth. Long legs, big eyes only one thing for it. Her new name is... (pause for dramatic effect) dun dun DUN! Bugzilla! We have a winner! What a prize! What a girl! Give it up for Buuuuuugzillllllllllla! The crowd was cheering. How could I be so smart?!
"Nanashima! Nanashima!" I snapped out of it. The class was muffling giggles.
"As you seem soooooo excited how about you put little y/n under your wing." My teacher said firmly. Bugzilla looked curiously up at me and I glared her down so hard she had to turn away. Something about her isn't right. I groaned inwardly and outwardly. I took a sly glance to my side. The whole class was looking at me with amusement desperate to know what the great spontaneous Nanashima would do next.
"Sorry but I'm allergic to freakish bug mutants and bugzilla over there classify's as one." I heard a small gasp and turned to Kae. She looked shocked and a quiver of regret covers my face. I shake of the bad feeling as the classroom is literally biting down on their tongues not to laugh. I avoid looking at bugzillas eyes. Kaes made me soft and I'm beginning to feel guilty. My teacher, however, is livid.
"Detention! That was an absolutely foul thing to say! Apologize at once! Or I will call your parents!" Miss whatever her name said glaring at me. I just grunted an apology. Miss blue blah blah gave me a look.
"Sorry." I mutter and under my breath I whisper, "for  y/n to be as ugly as a bug and godzilla combined." My teacher stares at me but turns away slowly and walks over to her desk. Why oh why do schools have teachers? Or on a better note why do we have school? The only good thing that came out of it was that I met Kae. Speaking of I need to get closer to her and make up for being a bit of a meanie.
Anyways so bugzilla sits over in front of me as its the only free place. I caught her eyes before. I think she was on the verge of tears😐😳😕 Was it 'cos of what I said. I hope not. Well I mean I would feel kinda awkward. It was just teasing, I used to tease fat Kae every day sooooo... She needs to toughen up. Still I can't help but squirm.

Y/n pov
I. Am. I can't even explain what I am. But the main thing I feel is tiredness. Times a trillion infinite worth of tiredness. I stayed up last night. Till two. Watching anime. And it took me another hour to fall asleep after that. And yes I know it was a going to be school tomorrow. But I didn't know at the time. I thought it was Saturday not Sunday. I barely realized what I was wearing. I couldn't even shower. It was too late too. Before I entered the classroom I thought I probably looked like a zombie. When I entered the class however I noticed, to my absolute horror, that I was wearing my old humongosaur glasses. I usually wear contacts you see. And then to make matters worse this orange haired guy called me bugzilla. I didn't really care. I yawned and my eyes started watering. I think he saw my tears and looked guiltily away. Whatever. I took advantage of the moisture and tried wiping the crust from my eyes. Hopefully no one thought I was crying. I think the orange haired guy is called Nanashima. Well I'll show him. I'm not known for forgiven to easily back where I come from and I only stand for him being so rude because we were in class and I was too tired. I just have a weird feeling about him.
Like something big is about to go down.
Like some sorta show down.
Be warned.
No one messes with y/n y/l/n and gets away with it.

Mwah ha ha ha ha!
What? I can laugh evilly if I want!