highschool au ryujin x feminine!reader (so like femme lesbians or feminine wlw people)
also when i read "y/n" it's hard to imagine it as my name, so instead of y/n and l/n im using [your name] and [last name] :D enjoy!
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Monday
You practically bursted through the doors of your high school, panting and gasping for air, holding your books tightly to your chest. You were late. Again. You only had two more tardies before you got detention for three hours after school, and you knew your parents would kill you if that happened.
You were late because you slept in, yes, but it also took you a bit more time to pick out your outfit and then put on makeup afterwards (winged eyeliner took time). Of course, you loved dressing like this, but it did have its downsides.
(your outfit)
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As you reached the main hallways, you noticed that practically nobody was there. Shit, I must be really late. As you turned the corner trying to get to class, making an effort not to mess up your hair or makeup, you stumbled a little and dropped your books. A couple pencils fell out of your still-open backpack, too. You groaned. "Are you kidding me?" You mumbled angrily to yourself as you went to pick up your pencils.
You heard footsteps from behind you, and some shuffling of your books. You whipped around and were startled to see none other than Shin Ryujin. You gasped quietly. Ryujin was one of the "jocks" in the school. She almost always had her lacrosse jersey on, and wasn't afraid to break the rules. Unlike you, who was terrified to be five minutes late to class. You'd been practically swooning over her since freshman year. She was so laid-back, cool, and not to mention, hot as fuck.
"You good?" Ryujin asked you, and you were surprised. Shin Ryujin? Asking you if you were good? Ryujin looked unamused as you stammered over your answer.
"Oh, I- yeah," You laughed nervously, "I'm just. Late." Nailed it.
"Yeah. You are." Ryujin told you matter-of-factly, glancing at her watch. "By about three minutes. You'll be fine."
You tried to play it cool, running a hand through your hair and giggling. Ryujin's eyes followed the movement. "Yeah, I just- I don't want to get a detention. My parents will kill me."
"Want me to walk you to class?" Ryujin gave you a half-smile, something you hadn't really ever seen on her face, except for her signature smirk she made when she made a joke during class.
To say you were surprised was an understatement. "Oh! Uhm, okay..! I'm in room 426, history."
"Cool. Let's go." She handed you your books, cool as ever, and the two of you started to walk up the stairs to your class. Hopefully Ryujin didn't notice your blushing.
"So, [last name]..." Ryujin said casually, resting an arm over your shoulder, almost making you freeze up. "What makes you so late? Three whole minutes, huh? Oh wait," She checked her watch again. "Four entire minutes."
