Cringeworthy [COMPLETE]

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Before I start, there's gonna be a lot of PoV switching between chapters because this fic isn't meant to be taken seriously and I just wanted to write some JoJo shit.

I'm also an amateur, very much, when it comes to writing stories so hah.

Also, the cover is by me.

So, uh, if you're reading this, please enjoy my shitty story. //

Hierophant's PoV

My name's Mideiro Kakyoin and I hate socializing. I know you'd think I'm weird but, seriously, who needs friends in their lives? Well.. I do have one friend, just one, and he goes by Argent Char Polnareff. He's French and he loves fencing very much, I don't really understand how we are friends in the first place. We are complete opposites yet here I am, listening to his endless blabber about topics I never really paid attention to, not until now.

" By the way, I'm not sure if you heard but, a transferee is coming! He's well-known around these areas, " the Frenchman spoke as I rose a brow up and turned to the other with a small hum that sorta says, " Oh really? " He seemed to know that sort of gesture and nodded with his unfaltering bright smile, " Yeah! He's a delinquent! " the word sent shivers down my spine almost immediately, making me frozen still for a good few seconds.

I never had a good relationship with these 'delinquents'. Such jerks, always targetting ones people who think they're weak. I'm a victim of it, obviously, always getting cuts and bruises everytime I went home. It was painful, but I always did my best to stand my ground. Sometimes I'd land a few hits on those bastards, choke them with my 5 meter long scarf, or at least just slap them hard. It was tough but I'll manage through it.

Anyway, Argent continued to ramble about this transferee, " And, mon Dieu, he was built like a Greek God! Thick muscles covering his body, making him like an impenetrable brick wall! " I let out a huff of doubt. Was there really someone built like a brick wall? I stayed silent and he continued, " Also his hair is really cool! It's just floating upwards, defying gravity, as if his hair was under water but dry! "

He still didn't stop, describing his looks in the Godliest way possible. It wasn't probably even true, maybe a little bit but not like how Argent described the man. But, after thinking about on how he looked like.. as much as I don't want to admit it, he sounds pretty fucking hot. Terrifying, too, and I don't want to get on his bad side if we ever meet at first.

The bell finally rang, and class has finally begun. I bid my goodbye to Argent, exchanging simple waves of goodbye. I exited his class and headed to mine which wasn't pretty far off. I held onto the strap hanging onto my shoulder that held my bag. A few more steps and I'm finally there, casually walking in and taking my seat because the teacher wasn't there yet.

A few moments later, the teacher finally came in and faced the board, writing down someone's name as we all read it. ' Hoshiro Kujo ', that's what it said. Soon, a man came in. I immediately take my words back about this kind of guy not existing because he's literally here, in my classroom. Oh God no..

" Everyone, I'd like you to meet our transferee. " the teacher gave the big man a soft nudge. The man then bowed politely towards us and raised his upper body up, his cold and dead gaze over everyone making them nervous, scared, or pressured, and that includes me. He finally spoke, his deep, baritone and rough voice filling the room, " Hoshiro Kujo. "

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After one silent introduction of our transferee, he was placed to sit behind me. Out of all places, why behind me? Now I can't concentrate knowing that his burning stare shot right through my soul as if he could see it, or maybe it was just me being an anxious prick. I tried to act cool, like everyday, where no one bothers me. I flipped through the pages in my textbook, turning to the pages our teacher had told us to turn at.

I suddenly felt someone tap my shoulder in the most gentle way possible, but the sudden contact made me flinch on my seat. I immediately whip my head towards where I felt it, only to meet bright, teal-coloured eyes intensely staring at me. I gulped in fear, waiting for him to speak, but that didn't seem to happen. I guess I'll be the one talking..

" What is it..? " I questioned, my voice soft and almost quiet, hoping that he wouldn't do anything funny. He leaned a bit closer a long with his textbook, casually whispering in his husky voice, " What page did the teacher say again? " God his voice was making my heart was beat so fast and my palms are already starting to get all clammy. Snap out of it, Mideiro! Get your shit together! " Ah, page 27.. " " Thanks, " and with that, he leaned back to his seat and swept through the pages, leaving me in an unorganized brain mess.

The rest of the day passed by with me being a total mess and wreck. Kujo always asked me almost anything, it seems like he kinda falls back, but what if he was just playing with me? I-.. I hope not. God, I'm scared. The bell had rang once again and it was our class's dismissal. Finally, I can go home and be in peace-- " Hey, I never got to ask your name. " I spoke too soon.

I faced the 195cm man, lifting my chin up just so we could meet eyes. " M-Mideiro Kakyoin.. " " Kakyoin.. " the way he said my name felt so.. comforting. It sounded as if he was meant to say my name-- Keep it together, Mideiro! What is wrong with you!? " Thank you, " he said, leaving me speechless once again and left without giving me an idea what he meant. Although I tried to shrug it off and left the room.

Finally, some fucking peace-- " Hey, Mideiro! " Oh come on! I whipped my head towards my French friend, I immediately knew because he's the only one who calls me by my first name. I had an unamused expression on my face, him giving me a playful pout, " Are you that unhappy to see me? " He asked, crossing his arms. I rolled his eyes and huffed, " No, just wanted peace. Also, guess who's in my class. "

" Who? " he asked.

" Him. " I stated firmly.

" Him? " questioned he, confused.

" You know-- " I immediately got cut off. Great.

" OOOOOHHHHH!!! Him! " he loudly hollered, deafening my ears like the usual. I sighed as he began to endlessly ask me about the man. We both began making our way out of school. As we left, I felt a pair of eyes boring right through my body, making me shudder. I looked back but no one was there so I shrugged it off, listening to Argent like always.