ninety-nine balloons (part 4 x fem!reader)

1- red confetti

(most dialogue is straight from the manga, which im looking at for references. however, i will be changing a few scenes and ineractions. this story will follow the same storyline as the original, but the way the plot is handled will be altered. so, you will meet kira, but how you meet him will be different than originally. enjoy!)

also im sorry this chapter is confusing!

another week had come and passed, and despite the questionable timing, your brother had enrolled you in high school. you were nervous, not because you had to meet entirely new people and get used to classes, but because you found the girl uniforms obnoxious. luckily, seth didnt want you wearing the ridiculous mini-skirts, so he got you a male uniform instead. to be honest, you were thinking of getting a longer skirt instead, but you guessed your brothers way of doing it worked too.

of course, you were planning on modifying the uniform so it fit to your more feminine side, like maybe just adjusting it so it hugged you around the stomach and waist more, nothing too fancy. you'd be attending the same school that everyone else in your area was, that way you wouldnt be too excluded from common conversations. tomorrow, you would be joining the highschool as a first-year, and you could only pray nothing too bad happened.

oh how wrong you'd be....

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you sat idle on the rim of a pond, the soft patter of water echoing quietly in your ears. the modified male uniform fit you perfectly, and even gave you a flattering look. you were questioned a few times by other high school students that passed you, saying things along the lines of 'you know thats a male uniform, right?' and 'why are you wearing that? aren't you a girl?'

you simply waved them off and ignored their pestering, enjoying the peaceful quiet you surrounded yourself in as you waited for your bus. you took in your surroundings, taking curious glances toward every corner and crevice you could lay your eyes on. you found two girls giggling incoherently, an enormous man in a white trench coat talking to what looked like a middle schooler, and even a kid with a pompadour, who walked over to the pond area and crouched to the side.

he was watching a turtle slowly walk toward him, a nervous expression hardening his features. he reached out to it a few times, but when it got close he would snap his hand back and squeak uncomfortably. 'geez, what's his problem?' you asked yourself, turning back around to make it look like you weren't staring, even though you totally were. out of boredom, you summoned a red balloon and sent it out to hover aimlessly around your area, letting it float to no destination in particular.

with enough concentration and energy, you could hear whatever your balloon hears, which you thought was a fun passtime. you could get the scoop on recent drama, hear deep secrets, and even listen to people argue, which was your favorite.

at one point, you heard a rather interesting conversation between what sounded like the middle schooler and the strangely tall man. they seemed to be talking to another few people, who were most likely just a bunch of dicks seeing as how they were yelling at the middle schooler. intrigued, you adjusted your seating position to watch the interaction unfold. you held a straight face, not wanting to give off the impression you were watching the conversation, which you were.

there was a group of four tall highschoolers, one of which was telling the middle schooler to respect their upperclassmen in a rather rude manner. after a moment, the man in the trench coat turned his eyes toward you, giving you a rather intimidating glare after catching you stare at him. you smiled, completely unfazed by his attempt in scaring you. he seemed a bit surprised for a moment before putting back on the stoic expression he had before, turning to face the small middle schooler after the group of bumbling idiots left them alone.