You (NaJ Paperjam x Female Reader)

His Dad Is Our Art Teacher!

Note: I drew that drawing on top. I know it looks bad but I tried. ^^"

Y/N pov

  After I mentally cursed at PJ and his gang. I stood up and quickly run towards Hannah to help her up. "Are you ok?" I asked with a concern tone. She nodded. As I help her stand up. The others that were just watching quickly run towards us. All of them were asking if we were OK and stuff like that. I looked at my wrist watch and saw that we had 3 minutes left before art class starts. I slightly panicked but calm myself down. "Guys, art class will start in 3 minutes!" I exclaimed. This got that attention of all my classmates that came to watch what will happen to Hannah.

  A lot of them started to panic. "Everyone quick run!!!" one of my classmates yelled. We all started to run as fast as we can towards our classroom. While we were running we saw Mr. Barnard exiting that faculty room with someone. I assumed it must be the monster that he is partnered with to teach us. We all kept on running until we were all inside our classroom. A lot of us was panting heavily. I can feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins because of fear that I might be late for class. We all sat down and waited for Mr. Barnard. Some of my classmates that didn't came to watch what happened to Hannah. Started entering the room in a hurry so they wouldn't be late. I saw PJ and his gang entered that room casually taking there time. The four of them went to there sits.

  PJ looked at me and glared daggers at me. I just ignored him. I don't have time for his bullshit right now. I'm already very pissed with what he did to me and Hannah. Everyone chatting about who knows what. The door opened revealing Mr. Barnard with a white skeleton that kinda looks like PJ. Wait!?! Are they related!?! My eyes slightly widen at the thought. I decided to just shrug it off. The room quite now. My classmates had finally shut up. Mr. Barnard walked in front of all of us while the skeleton trailed behind him. "Class, I would like to introduce to you. Your second art teacher Mr. Ink!" Mr. Barnard announced. Mr. Ink step a bit closer so we can all see him.

(This is what Ink looks like)

  "Hello everyone! I will be your second art teacher." Mr. Ink said while smiling at us. I glance over at PJ and back at him. They really look like they're related. My guy classmate was brave enough to raise their hand and asked him what was on my mind. "Are you related to PJ?" He asked. This got PJ's attention and glared at my classmate that asked the query. What's his deal!? My classmate was just curious. I noticed Mr. Ink smile grew slightly wider. "Actually, yes. I'm his dad." Mr. Ink said while scratching the back of his skull and smiling.

  This causes some of classmate to let out a gasp. Some whispered saying their prediction was correct. I even heard some of my female say "So, that's where PJ gets his good looks from." I didn't care much on what they had to say but one things for sure. I was correct that their related.
"Alright class, settle down. We will be drawing to day. It's going to be a freestyle drawing so, you all could draw what ever you want. Except, for inappropriate things." Mr. Barnard said. "I will be the one grading your drawings. I would like to see who's very passionate about art." Mr. Ink said with a smile.

  Everyone started to bring out their sketchpads and started drawing. I was pretty happy that we get to draw whatever we want. I grab my sketchpad and started drawing. "You were very brave to step up and help Hannah out. You know?" Jefferson whispered. "Heh, I didn't want to see her get hurt." I whispered back to Jefferson. We were whispering quitely so PJ, Mr. Barnard, and Mr. Ink wouldn't hear us. "What are you going to draw?" Jefferson asked. "I don't know. Whatever comes to mind. I guess." I replied casually.

  "Well, I'm going to draw something simple so you wouldn't be too intimidated." Jefferson said jokingly. I quickly chuckled. We both know that his was not really good at art. He just likes to joke about him being good at it to make others laugh. "okay then, good easy on me." I said jokingly.

[Timeskip on Y/N finishing her drawing]

  Looked at my drawing and smiled. It looked pretty decent. Having a pretty low self of esteem always makes me feel like my art is never good enough. But I still try to at least make a good art work. "Wow! That looks amazing!" Jefferson said while staring at my drawing in an awe. "Thanks but it's pretty bad." I said with a sad smile. "What do you mean? It looks amazing!" Jefferson said trying to make me feel better about my drawing. "Whatever you say." I said jokingly.

Ink pov

  I observe all the my new students do their work. I smiled seeing them take drawing something very seriously. I hope PJ's getting along with his new human classmates. He was pretty annoyed that we had to move to this school because of reasons. I sighed. Even though a lot of that students here seem nice. I can still sense bad aura around of each one of them. But when I entered this classroom I felt a different aura standing out from the rest. This aura seems to feel like sadness, sweetness, kindness, and loving. It didn't took me long to find where the aura was coming from.

  The aura was coming from this girl sitting right next to PJ. She was wearing a F/C long sleeve sweater, F/C (Leggings or pants), and S/F/C shoes. She had H/C H/L hair, S/T skin, and beautiful yet slightly dull E/C eyes. I observe her as she drew something.

[Timeskip to Y/N finished talking to Jefferson about her drawing]

  "Alright everyone! Finish or not finish submit your work in front of the class." I said. Everyone stood up and started putting their sketchpad at the table in front of the classroom.

Hey everyone! Hope you enjoyed reading this! Sorry, if there's wrong spelling. I was writing this in a hurry. Thanks so much for reading! Bye!!