Love Live! One-shots! [REQUESTS CLOSED]

Maki x Popular! Female! Reader

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

"E-eh?" I looked down and saw a mountain of love letters flowing down my locker as if it was a waterfall... I always wonder what is so special about me? Sure I'm a champion in swimming but I did not expect this... This is a lot...
"Wow it seems like someone would be busy huh." I glanced at the person who spoke and it was Eli, I laugh nervously and I noticed her locker was also filled with love letters,
"I guess I'm not alone huh..." I said and Eli sigh and nodded, then I picked up all the letter, which was a hassle.
"Ugh, there are so many letters, I have a feeling that it won't fit my bag." I complained and Eli hummed as a response,
"Oof, yeah. I wish I brought another bag or something." She agreed and then I saw a familiar red head and my eyes followed her. I felt as if the world was slowing down as her red hair swayed with the wind, and her eyes were like gems, without noticing I dropped all the letter again,
"Oi, (Y/N)! You dropped your letters!" I heard Eli and I quickly snap back to reality and I saw the letters on the floor again, I cursed to myself and when I glanced back at the familiar red head she was looking at me, I blushed and crouched down again and began picking the letters up, when I finally picked up everything I carefully placed it inside my bag,
"Yosh, I finally picked up everything!" I said and Eli pat my shoulder and handed me one last letter,
"You forgot this letter." She said and handed me the letter, I looked at it clearly confused, there wasn't any red envelope placed inside my locker nor on the floor.
"Strange I didn't see any red envelope since most of the letters were either pink or white..." Eli said and I nodded,

"Yeah, maybe someone quickly dropped it without us noticing." I exclaimed and Eli shook her head,
"That seems impossible, maybe we just didn't notice it since there are so many letters." Eli stated and I nodded and we walked home,
"Yeah that could be possible." I mumble and fell asleep on the bus...

I had a dream about that girl, just who was she? Those crimson red hair and amethyst-like eyes, why did she looks so familiar???

~Time Skip~

When I got home I started reading the letters, which took half of my time... I felt bad since I had to reject them, since I wasn't interested in them, instead I was interested on the girl I saw awhile ago... I've seen her so many times but I haven't noticed how beautiful she is, why did I only notice now?

When I finished reading the letters, I almost forgot about the red letter,

When I opened the letter, it was well written, as my eyes read the letter, I realized it wasn't a confession it was more of just a normal letter for a friend, except I don't know who gave it to me, since there was no name, strange I wonder who gave me this letter...
"(Y/N), dinner is ready!" I heard my mom and I ran towards the stairs and to my dining room and saw my mom preparing the plates and my dad as always read the newspaper, when my dad glanced at me he kept the newspaper and smiled,
"So how many letter did you receive today?" He asked playfully and I roll my eyes,

"Countless." I joked and my dad laugh,

"C'mon why don't we eat together?" Mom suggested and I nodded and I sat down and when the food was served and we prayed and began eating, while eating I told them about the red envelope.
"So it wasn't a confession or anything?" My mom asked and I nodded while chewing on my steak.
"Yeah, it was really strange because when I read it, there wasn't the sentence 'I love you so much' or 'I love you from the bottom of my heart' and many more instead it was, 'I want to be your friend I'm not going to confess to you.' It really confused me, why can't the person just talk to me in person?" I said and drank water and my dad sigh,

"(Y/N), if that person approaches you and you're also popular how would that person feel?" My dad asked and I shrug,
"I don't know..." I said and my dad once again sigh,

"(Y/N) that person might wonder, why is she lucky to be friends with someone who is popular and soon bullying would start to occur if jealous people would find out that the person is lucky to be your friend, and that person might get in trouble so having a secret friendship with someone is okay I guess." He explained and I nodded and looked down at my plate,
"Why am I popular?" I asked myself.

"(Y/N), why don't you look at the right?" My mom said and I did and I saw tons of golden medals and trophies and various of certificates.
"You're know. Because of your victory, that is why you're popular." Mom said and I looked down.

But what if I lost?

"I see..." I must be and finished eating then I cleaned my plate.

"I'm going back to my room." I said in a gloomy tone and went straight to my room, I read the letter once again,
Dear (L/N) (Y/N),

I know you might think that this a confession but it isn't.

I want to be your friend. Nothing more.

I know you would never befriend someone like me, after all you deserve to have popular friends than some loner.

The reason as to why I want to be your friend?

Simple, you seemed interesting. And I want to know more about you. Not because you're popular I want to see the real you. Wondering who I am?

Well you'll know soon.

It ended like a cliffhanger but I wanted to meet this person.

I wonder if it was from that girl...?

Maybe I'll find out soon just like what the letter says.