You landed on the floor with a thud!
"Ow.." Wincing in pain, you got up and dusted yourself.
As you looked down, you noticed the boy lying down on the floor. He let out a groan in annoyance and sat up a little, his elbows supporting him.
"Hey! Watch where you're going!" The unfamiliar boy yelled, apparently pissed that you've knocked him over.
"Oh, I'm really sorry! I was in a hurry! H-Here, Let me help you.." You stammered while extending a hand. He took it hesitantly and you quickly pulled him up.
"I'm very sorry about running over you.." You apologized, looking at him.
You noticed he had a mop of raven black hair and hazel brown eyes. The boy's gaze lingered on your own and stayed for a bit.
"He's kinda cute.." You thought and started to fiddle with your top. Having a little bit of social anxiety wasn't helping, and the fact that this boy's stare was making you 10x shy than you are now was not so pleasant at all.
After a long minute of silence, the messy haired boy sighed.
"It's fine, I should've seen it coming." He muttered as he dusted himself. His friends whom he was previously talking to, staring at the two of you exchange limit choice of words. They all remained quiet while exchanging looks.
Feeling time-conscious, you quickly checked the time on your wrist. You paled. Oh no.
"Uhh, it was nice chatting with you shortcake, but I'm running late -- Ineedtogo, bye!" Before you could get a reply from the stranger, you dashed around him and went inside the institute.
The gang blinked. What just happened?
You didn't bother to think about what you just called that boy - you were NEVER going to meet him again anyways, not from how huge the school was.
As you were about to enter a classroom, you abruptly stop when you remembered someone was going to take you on a tour.
You smack your forehead. Right! You barely knew where everything was!
With a sigh of irritation, you slump and turn back, looking around at where you were. You just had to go through that hassle to remember that you don't even know where the places of this school were!
"Smooth (Y/n). Smooth."
While walking around, you heard the thumping of heels going towards you -- at least, near you.
Turning around, you saw a lady with blonde hair walking around the halls while holding a clipboard. She tapped it softly with her pen to cover up the silence around since classes were starting by now and each room had sound-proof walls.
"Um? Miss, excuse me?" You mutter and wave your hand slightly to catch her attention.
The lady looked up from her clipboard and turned her head to face you. Her eyes skimmed you from top to bottom and gave you a small warm smile. It seemed that she didn't smile often at how tight the tips of her lips were.
"Hello. Are you, perhaps, lost young one?" She questioned slowly, as if she spoke any faster than that pace you wouldn't get any on what she said. She rose an eyebrow when you stared back at her awkwardly. "Do you not understand English-?"
"Um... Nono! I can understand English very well." You chuckle awakardly, filding with your top. "I-I'm finding a woman named 'Lavender Smith'?"
"Oh." Realization dawned to her and she looked back at her clipboard. "That's me. So, you're (Y/n) (L/n), I s'ppose?"
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Together | Hiro Hamada
Fanfiction[UNDER EDITING] Life had been as plain as it can be for a certain girl named (Y/n). She was small, unsocial and wanted a quiet life as much as possible. Going to San Fransokyo was her ticket for a good college rather than her rusty old hometown. She...
