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Meiko x Male Reader

Story Title: The Transfer Student 

Hey guys! This one was requested by @-konton- ...many months ago. I'm so sorry >< I wouldn't be surprised if you had forgotten you'd requested this tbh 😂 Hope you enjoy this!

3rd Pov

(Y/N) had already been very sceptical when his mother suggested that he attend the school she went to as a child. It didn't have many male students from what he'd heard and he wasn't exactly confident around girls. So now that he was stepping foot into Hachimitsu Academy, he could feel the hairs standing up on the back of his neck. He looked around at the many other students who were making their way into the school, basically all of them being girls.

He felt incredibly nervous on his first day and reluctantly decided that he'd ask someone for help. As he helplessly looked around the school's courtyard, his eyes locked on a small prison type building in the middle. A student who looked like she had a lot of authority was standing in front of the gate and just as (Y/N) was about to approach her, her eyes caught him. She started to charge at him quickly. She arrived in front of him and raised her hand, which held a whip.

(Y/N) held his hands in front of his head, causing the girl to noticed that he wasn't one of the usual male students. "Who are you?" She asked in a demanding voice. "(Y/N) (Y/L/N). New transfer student!" He answered her quickly as if he was an army soldier. She looked at him with shock before nodding and lowering her whip. "They did say there would be a new one. Come with me." 

As (Y/N) walked beside this girl, he looked her up and down. He noticed her glasses at first. He didn't know why he was so attracted to that specific part of her but it just caught him. As his eyes wandered down, he noticed how little her uniform was covering her chest. His face snapped forwards as he went red in the face. He did NOT want to offend her in any way or look like a pervert. She looked quite familiar but he couldn't put his finger on who it was.

"So...w-what's your name?" (Y/N) asked his voice stuttering as usual. "Meiko Shiraki, the vice president of the Underground Student Council." She answered with a cold, stern voice. It all came rushing back. (Y/N) had known her since they were in Primary school, though they didn't go to the same school.  She was a lot timider back then, but now she seemed like she was a ball of confidence. The two had once been good friends but now...it seemed like she hated the sight of him. "Meiko it's b-been so long--"

"Listen, I am not here to play nice. The rest of the males in this school have been sent to the prison block because they are perverted! I expect you to be a pervert too. So I will not shake your hand, nor be friends with you." 

Your pov

You looked at her with shock and dismay in your eyes. You were no pervert. In fact, you had never even hugged a girl before. You couldn't believe she thought you'd be a pervert. "I-I'm sorry that the other boys have been like that but I-I'm not like that. Seriously Meiko you know m-me!" You pleaded your innocence and she just continued to look at you with disgust, though you could see her face soften slightly when you stuttered.

"Just don't bother any of the girls in this establishment. Don't speak to them. Don't lay a finger on them." She said before hesitating slightly. "A-and don't talk to me. Please." You found yourself in your dorm as she said those words. That's where she left you. You laid down on your bed for a while, thinking about Meiko and how much she'd changed. You wanted to spend time with her again but it seemed like she didn't want anything to do with you, or couldn't have anything to do with you. You decided to unpack your belongings and place them in the small room.

After unpacking, you grabbed what you needed and headed towards the male bathroom. Five minutes later you were lost. You couldn't help it, the place was just so big and you didn't even get a tour! You saw a girl with blonde hair, who was wearing leggings under her skirt, heading your way and decided that you'd ask her for directions. You were scared to talk but managed to get her attention.