You walk into the gym where you do whatever sport related thing they have available to you. You haven't really had the time to talk to anyone in the class yet, besides mystery guy. He was sitting by the bleachers on the floor just watching everyone. You were going to go over and try talking to him again, but your coach stopped you.
"What are you doing"
You look up at him confused, so he continues.
"Where is your uniform"
You then look at him understanding the situation you were in.
"Sorry coach there was a mix up with my uniform and-"
You were interrupted from your speech by the couch escalating the situation.
"Do you or do you not have a uniform?"
You suddenly fall silently to his raised voice and answer with a shake of your head no.
"Then go get one in the borrow box, and don't forget to return them tomorrow cleaned"
You nod and hurry of and before he leaves he yells
"You better be back in five minutes or I'll mark you tardy"
You hurry faster.You make it to the borrow box and find the biggest thing that could fit you, which unfortunately wasn't that big. It was two sizes smaller than what you were comfortable with. Your borrowed uniform hugged too close to your body making it very easy to see your curves and structure. You didn't really want to go out there like that but after you heard your teacher yelling again you remembered you had no choice in the matter. If you went home with a bad grade or a phone call from your teacher your parents would know and not be happy.
You walk out of the changing room with false confidence and pride. When you walk the shorts would ride up making more of your leg show.
'This is just great. Just fantastic. This can't getting any worst' you think in your head, as your confident walk became an angry walk toward mystery guy. While you were walking someone else grabbed your arm and quickly turned you around.
"Come hangout with us"
You recognized the girl that grabbed as one of Yasmin's friends. You nicely and quickly declined but someone else came up behind you. A boy. He leaned down and whispered in your ear.
"Don't you wanna have fun with us"
You shivered suddenly understanding what was happening. You shake your head and try to leave but this time the boy grabs you. He is stronger and is able to drag you to the gym bathrooms. The bathrooms allowed only one person at a time, having only one toilet, but you had the feeling that they weren't taking you to use the bathroom. You wanted to scream but you didn't know what was happening, your brain going into panic mode. That's when you looked over and saw mystery guy, looking over everyone until he saw you. You made eye contact with him and mouthed the only thing your brain could think of in its time of crisis and panic.
"Help"
That's all he needed because then he got up and made it towards you as quickly as he could across the gym. He walked up and it wasn't until then that you noticed how tall he was. He was taller than the teachers. He looked down at the people who grabbed you and offered his hand out for you. You graciously accept and got pulled into his arms before being lead away. He didn't say anything the whole time and that made you respect him more.
"Hey what's your name"
Before he could answer the coach walked over ready to yell at the both of you.
"Kurloz, (y/n). What are you doing just sitting around, get up and do something or you get an F for the day"
'So Kurloz was his name'
You get up and offer your hand for Kurloz.
"Thanks for helping me Kurloz, my name's (y/n)".
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Kurloz x reader
FanfictionI had this idea in my head for a while and I finally decided enough is enough document this shit and now I give you a gift of a Kurloz x reader Your Walcome