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Josuke x Reader ~ Our Future's So Bright, I Need To Wear Shades.

Requested by Calypso-XxX
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It was a bright day in Morioh-cho. In fact, with the direction you were walking in, and the direction the sun was shining, you were practically blinded. You sighed, in both annoyance and relief, as you fished your expensive pair of sunglasses from your brand new school bag. That was when you remembered, today was your first day of school at Budugako High. You rubbed your forehead before placing the glasses on your face. As soon as the glasses rested on your nose, you felt a slight sense of superiority. The aura around you made you feel badass. A smirk crossed your face, as you continued your walk, your skirt swishing with each step as your hips swayed alluringly.
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Entering the gates to the school, your superiority fades, as you realize you have no idea where to go. The middle school and high school were connected, and you couldn't tell which way was spaghetti. Spaghetti? Yeah, spaghetti.

You sighed, as you pulled your shades down, and scanned the area for people who would be willing to help. Sadly, none were there, and you ended up having to ask a teacher. All of your chances of making friends early on were obliterated. You meekly made your way to a teacher who was standing outside, drinking his coffee. "Um... Excuse me, sir...? Do you know where class 2-B is?" You said, as you spoke in your best, but broken Japanese. The man smiled lightly, and led you to your classroom, before leaving for his own, or his office, or where ever it is he went. You stood outside your classroom, gripping your bag tightly enough that your knuckles turned white. At this point you were so nervous you had forgotten about the sunglasses that snuggly rested on the bridge of your nose. The bell rang, as a couple of late-comers rushed into the classroom.

"Josuke! I can't believe you let me be late!" The shorter male said, as he stared at his watch, entering the room.
"Shut up, Koichi! It was that stupid manga artists fault. If he hadn't gotten attacked, we wouldn't be in this mess right now!" The one, presumably named Josuke, said aggressively. You winced slightly, as the classroom they entered was your own. You meandered into room, bag still in a death vice, glasses still on your face. You sighed, as all attention was on you. You walked to the teacher, who had his back turned, as he scribbled on the board in front you.

"Um... Excuse me, Sensei." You said, quietly. The teacher turned, a calm smile on his face. "I'm... A new student... (Y/N) (L/N)..." You said, shaking slightly. He placed a hand on your shoulder, a broad smile on his face as the two of you turned to the class. "Class, this is (Y/N) (L/N). She's a foreigner, so her Japanese isnt the best. Although she may not be able to speak it, she can understand and read it. I expect you to treat her like you would your other classmates." He said, presenting you. You smiled the entire time, the grip on your bag slightly loosening. The teacher turned back to you, and pointed to the corner, where a male with a large pompador sat. "There's a seat by Higashikata. His english is decent, so if you have any questions or don't understand a word, ask him." You nodded, as you began to walk away, "Oh, and (L/N)... Your glasses. Its against school rules." You blinked as you finally realized the glasses that had been laying on your face the entire time. A deep crimson painted your cheeks as you quickly pulled the glasses off and took your seat next to Higashikata.

You pressed the back of your hands to your heated cheeks in an attempt to cool them and let out a sigh, before the male next to you let out a quiet laugh. You glared at him, as he had one elbow on his desk, as he tapped his lip with his pen. He looked as if he was paying attention, aside from the fact that his gaze held yours. You slightly stuck your tongue out at him, before returning your gaze to the teacher, who was still scratching away at the board in front of the class. You pulled out a notebook from your bag, and reached for a pen before male next to you handed you his pen, with a small note tucked in between the clip. You gave him a suspicious look, as you accepted the pen.