You jerk! (Caesar Zeppeli x fem reader)

Chapter 1 ✨

Y/N P.O.V

My childhood was rough to say the least when I was about 17 I got kicked out for 'bad behavior' aka breaking my mom's favorite plate, I mean they should've just told me that they dint want me at that point. After a few days on the street this woman took me in as her student she called herself Lisa Lisa, for the next year I learned the basics of hamon with Lisa Lisa's guidance.

3rd person P.O.V

'Wait what was I doing again?' you thought to yourself 'Oh yeah im here in this cafe with master Lisa Lisa for somthin somthin about speedwagon stuff or whatever. I guess I dint as much attention as I thought..... Guess I was conveniently thinking about my past or whatever.' You thought to yourself as you put your headphones on and put on your spotify playlist. As [favorite song] played a blond man sat down next to you, you slid of your headphones and let him talk
"Hello my signora" after hearing that you knew or well assumed what type of person he was, a pretty boy who enamoured every girl who he crossed "...I saw your face and fell in love with your features. So shall we get to know each other my amore" he said as he looked deep into your (E/c) eyes.
'oof. What a speech.' you thought to yourself sarcastically. Before you could even open your mouth to respond he grabbed your hand and lifted it up slowly to kiss it, you finally realised what he was about to do and slid your hand away quickly. "Woah woah, da frick you think your doing?!" you screeched at him your cheeks slightly red.

Y/N P.O.V

The blonde guy seemed confused by this reaction almost as if he had done this to countless other women. WELL IM NOT LIKE OTHER GIRLS BIATCH. When he finally talked he said "Ah im very sorry my signora i've been raised to always treat a lady with respect and to always kiss her hand" respect, RESPECT? Ok i'll admit i may have over-reacted and he is handsome, but guys like him are awful, 'womanizers are no good' only good thing your mom told me *sigh* "Whatever just leave me alone." "I dont want to talk to a womanizing jerk" I mumble the last part.

3rd person P.O.V

Caesar was slightly offended by the last part but he simply complied with (Y/L) and went to another place.

Caesar P.O.V

What an interesting girl, certainly not like the other's I couldn't get her name either what a shame. I walked over to the table with my soon to-be hamon teacher.
"I see you have met (Y/N) Caesar" said Master Lisa Lisa "Ah yes. She seems uh lively..?" I respond, I dint want to seem rude but I defenetly seemed hesitant to say something nice about her. But can you blame me? She did call me a WOMANIZER after all.
Master Lisa Lisa giggled "Ah yes (Y/L) can be quite rude sometimes. But can you blame her? She did have quite a bad childhood wich caused her to grow a tough skin. So its hard to get to know her". Bad childhood? What could master Lisa Lisa mean?
"If I could know, how come was her childhood tough?" I asked I was genuinely interested, "Oh Caesar its not my place to say." she responded, soon after she continued to talk to Mr.Speedwagon

[A/N] Heyo guys! This is my story/fan fic thingy so I will gladly take tips or criticism. I will try to update weekly, no promises tho!

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