Things Change | NaJ AU X Reader

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐨

Hi its me again and I just wanted to say SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN MONTHS!! IM SO SORRY I DIDN'T HAVE A LOT OF TIME!! I had no motivation and my idea tank had run out so it just came back today ^^" (Also school is a thing so yeah haha..). Hope you guys forgive me and hope you enjoy this chapter! ~<~"

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[ 𝐘/𝐍'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕 ]

I packed all my things and placed them in my F/C backpack. I was about to head out before someone called out my name. I turned around.

"Y/N! Can I come talk to you for a moment." Mr. Ink said. I gulped, thinking I did something wrong.

"Y-yes Mr. Ink? Did I do something wrong?" He shook his head and just smiled.

"No no, of course not. I was just wondering how you managed to make friends with Chara? He only ever talks to Horror and Mad Dummy." He asked, genuinely curious.

"The only thing I did was get harassed by his stupid teasing." I said lowly. I crossed my arms and looked at the corner of the room.

He chuckled at this and I couldn't help but blush a bit. I think I see why the girls like him now.. WAIT NO THAT'S WRONG, Y/N GET THAT OUT OF YOUR HEAD RIGHT NOW!

"Well anyway, I'm happy he's making new friends." I laughed nervously at the word 'friends'. That would be a very hectic relationship since Horror and him were always together.

I mentally face palmed at my thoughts, that's when I heard the second bell ring. My eyes widened slightly and I looked at Mr. Ink.

"U-uhh I have to get going. See you later Mr. Ink!" I dashed out of the classroom before Mr. Ink could respond.

I roamed around the school in search of my next class. History. I turned the corner but immediately hit something and fell on my butt. I rubbed my backside and let out a slightly pained groan. I heard another thud and looked to see.. you guessed it, ANOTHER FREAKIN' SKELETON. 

Instead of seeing your average white skeleton, he was black. I'M NOT BEING RACIST, I'M JUST SAYING. Just like Mr. Ink he had small blotches of paint on his face but yellow instead of black, his eye sockets colored pink rather than the normal black voids most skeletons have. His eye lights were like Mr. Inks as well but his right eye light was yellow instead of blue. He was wearing a Letterman jacket with the initials 'PJ' on them, a pink shirt hidden under the jacket. He was wearing blue jeans and was sporting faded black sneakers.

He looked up at me with an angry look.

"Watch where you're going, nerd!" He shouted at me. I looked at him. What climbed up his ass and died?

"S-sorry! I was just looking for m-my next cl-" 

"Shut up and move along! I don't want to deal with you right now." He interrupted as he gets up and dusts himself off. He walks in the direction behind me, stepping on my hand in the process.

I hiss in pain and hold my hand to my chest. What is that guys problem?! Nevermind that, just gotta get to class. I get up and go on my hunt once again.

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A few minutes have passed and I finally found the room.. to find out it was RIGHT BESIDE THE ART ROOM. 

"I'm so done with this life. Lord take me now." I said to myself out loud.

I sigh in frustration and enter the class. All of the attention is turned to me at once. Oh God. I turn to look somewhere I couldn't meet their judging eyes.