|Fukase's POV|
We navigated threw the dangerous halls (if you get that reference you are now my new best friend) reaching the history class. We walked in and the bell rang. I walked over to my chair and Oliver quickly followed behind to his own seat next to mine. He seamed kinda shy and timid.
We sat through yet another useless class. When the bell rang we both grabbed our things. As we began to exit the class something tugged at my bag, I turned around and saw some kid I'd never talked to. He had whitish silver hair.
"Soooo, Fukase the Matchmaker. What's this? You finally found a boyfriend?" he chuckled.
"Leave me alone, asshole." I remarked.
"Not answering my question? So he is, I guess."
"He isn't, Im just forced to show him around the school. So pardon me, but can you kindly fuck off?"
"Fine, fine, but you're letting a good fish get away is all I'll say." He remarked as he walked the opposite direction.
"What an asshole.." I remarked to Oliver but I was mainly talking to myself.
"...What does he mean by "matchmaker"?" Oliver asked me out of curiosity.
I sighed. " Well, I guess you could say at this school I'm usually people's go to when getting in a relationship.. What ever it is I have luck at getting others to date one a other."
"So you're kinda like a Cupid?"
"If Cupid had a price tag, then yes."
"You ask people to pay you in return?"
"20$. That's my price. Why would I do something for free for people I don't care about?"
"..Hmm.. I just feel like being satisfied with helping someone out would be good enough for me.."
"OK. Ya see Oliver. This big ordeal is like my part time job. It's not like many places want me working for them with this weird jacked up eye I got!" I burst moving the hair from in front of my eye aside to show him the abomination that some people say is my left eye.
Oliver flinched an went silent.
"O-Okay Fukase, lets just get to our next class.." Oliver stammered. I groaned as I led us to our next class which was math.
And then the rest of the day went on like that pretty much an awkward silence between us that I couldn't help but feel like was mostly my fault, but I tried to ignore it.
Well I guess not everything was like that, lunch ended up being kinda, well strange.
A/N
Hey... Sorry guys I ended up losing inspiration for this just in the beginning but recently I thought of some good ideas for this story. Updates probably still won't be that frequent (like every other one of my stories) but I'll try and see what I can do with them. If you're maybe reading this and are thinking "Hey I forgot about this story" I just hope this chapter was a pleasant surprise. Thank you for reading, I hope to update you again soon.
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The Emotionless Matchmaker ||Fukase x Oliver||
Fanfiction-This story is currently on hiatus until further notice / likely discontinuation- CW: Homophobia, bad writing from when I was like 12 Fukase is the schools well known matchmaker, he can hook about anyone up for $20 But everyone knows that the one pe...
