Reader loves to paint. So when she enters high school, she gets excited at the prospects of joining the arts club. However, there are only two members--the mysterious yet sarcastic Fushimi and the energetic yet hotheaded Yata. They’re both good-looking guys. Alongside the two gorgeous guys, what will happen…? (A/n: Story credit goes to NIKKI_1889, sorry it took so long. Hope you like it.)
(Y/n) POV
I gazed up at the massive high school in front of me, in awe. It’s a lot bigger than I thought it would be, I got anxious just looking at it.
‘I can’t wait to join the art club!’ I thought to myself excitedly.
I took a deep breath and entered the school, swiping my pass card and going further into the giant school. I looked around, suddenly getting nervous at the number of people walking around and chatting, or going somewhere else in a hurry.
I went to the Principal’s office and was given my schedule, I tried to navigate my way around the school. Desperately not wanting to get lost, I finally had found my class with very little mistakes and sat down in an empty chair. A boy with white hair and a girl with silver hair were in uniform and sat in front of me, as did another boy with long black hair that was kept in a high ponytail.
I took out my sketchbook and began drawing, I smiled contently. I got so caught up in my drawing, I didn’t notice the silver-haired girl peering over me as I drew.
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"Nya~ that’s so pretty! Can I have it?! Can I have it?! Can I have it?!” She said excitedly.
I nearly jumped out of my skin, she scared the living colors out of me.
I put my hand over my heart, trying to steady my rapid heart rate and heavy breathing. I looked at the girl and noticed her heterochromia eyes, her left eye blue and the right eye green. She had a choker with a bell around her neck, it reminded me of a cat.
“You want to have my drawing?” I ask.
She nods happily. “It’s so pretty!” She exclaimed.
I smiled. “Thank you! You can have it if you want.” I replied.
“Really?!” She asked, her eyes sparkling. I nodded.
The boy with long black hair came over to us. “Neko, please refrain from bothering this student with your loud voice.” He said bluntly.
“I’m just asking if I can have her picture, Kuroh.” Neko whined.
“I apologize for my companion bothering you, Miss. My name is Kuroh Yatogami.” He said formally and bowed.
