Ensemble Stars Oneshots!!

Sena Izumi - Hopeless

Requested by: kagehiraluvr

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A/n: hey everyone!! Sorry I disappeared for like 2 months, I was busy studying for my exams and now that they're over I'm finally back!! I'm so sorry to those who have been waiting for me to write their requests for such a long time, I'll write and post them ASAP!! For now hope y'all enjoy this izumi oneshot!! (DJDJEJEJJE I'm dying for XXVeil Izumi and nazuna please send help)

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"Tsk where is that stupid girl... I can't believe she tells me to meet her and she doesn't show up."

Stalking down the corridor, an aura of irritation seemed to radiate off a certain ashen haired male. The sun was starting to set and not many students were left in school, but the few that were all avoided the gaze of Izumi who was fuming at a certain producer.

Izumi made his way towards his classroom, checking his messages one more time, only to see the texts he sent to you were still unread and unanswered.

Hey I reached the practice room early, hurry up because I don't want to be kept waiting.
4.23pm

Oiiii, producer we were supposed to meet 5 minutes ago where are you???
4.35pm

Hello?? Are you seriously not coming???
4.52pm

Groaning again, the male ran his fingers through his hair in annoyance as he entered his classroom, then grabbing his bag and slinging it over his shoulder. Instinctively, your upperclassman pulled out his phone for the tenth time that day to check if you replied, but alas you did not. Clicking his tongue again, the male angrily shoved the phone back into his pocket and roughly pushed in his chair. (Because even if Izumi is angry he still has the basic courtesy to push in his chair)

Just as your irritated upperclassman was about to leave, a thought occurred to him and his complaints were suddenly replaced by an uneasy feeling.

You would not have just skipped out on the meeting especially since you were the one who suggested it, and even if you did, you would have texted Izumi in advance to cancel the meeting. If you had really forgot about the meeting and did not show up, you would have still read his messages. What if something happened to...

Izumi interrupted his speculation at that thought. Nothing could have happened to you right? After all you were in school the whole day, and the school was pretty safe right? Right?? The ashen haired male was starting to feel unsettled, concerned even. What if something really did occur?

Cursing under his breath, the male dropped his bag back on his table before dashing out his classroom to look for you.

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Struggling to catch his breath, the ashen haired male leaned against the wall panting heavily. He had ran around almost the whole school looking for you, and even got a warning from Keito for his actions. Izumi had also went around asking the other students in the idol course if they had seen you, but the last time you were seen was right after school ended.

The male ran his hand through his hair as he paced the corridors, thinking about where you could possibly be. As he was walking down the second year classrooms, something in the corner of his eye caught his attention.

Sat beside the window of the 2A classroom was a familiar figure, hunched down on their table.

The ashen haired male clicked his tongue. "Are you being serious right now."

Of all places you had to be, you were in the most obvious place: your own classroom. Groaning to himself, Izumi stepped into your classroom and was just about to call out to you.

Izumi whispered in disbelief, "Are you... sleeping?"

Seeing your figure, the male had a strong urge to violently shake you awake and give a long lecture about how much trouble you caused for him, not that he was worried about you or anything. But as much as he wanted to do that, seeing the peaceful rise and fall of your back deterred him from doing so. As you were seated beside the window, the slight breeze blew your hair loosely and the golden light from the setting sun shown on you softly, creating a serene image of you.

Suddenly, Izumi noticed the terrifying amount of papers you were sleeping on and that you were probably swamped with work at the moment. Just as he sighed to himself in defeat, you started to stir in your sleep and you raised your head only to see Izumi staring down angrily at you.

"Sena-senpai? Why are you here? Weren't we supposed to meet up later... OH MY GOODNESS IT'S ALREADY THIS LATE??"

Your original disoriented state suddenly turned into panic, causing you to fall out of your chair. At that moment, the wind grew stronger and caused the papers on your table to fly off. Seeing this, you hurriedly try to get up from the floor to pick up your fallen papers, only to trip and fall back down again.

Your upperclassman who was watching this whole scene unfold only grew more and more irritated with every second that passed.

"Get up," he ordered, offering you a hand to grab. You sheepishly get pulled off the ground while you help Izumi pick up all the fallen papers. Once all the papers were gathered and sorted, you bowed down to your upperclassman, thanking him for his help and apologising for the trouble you caused him.

As you raised your head, you realised Izumi was glaring at you with an extremely disdainful expression on his face.

"W-what's wrong...?"

Suddenly, your upperclassman started taking huge strides towards you, causing you to instinctively cower backwards creating distance between the two of you.

Just as your back hit the wall, you hid your face in your arms, afraid of what was to come, only to feel a pair of hands grab your shoulders and pull you towards a chair, pushing you to sit down on it. You did not know what was happening and frankly you were quite terrified of what your upperclassman would do.

You sat down obediently, asking, "What are you- OW!"

You felt a pair of hands yank your hair backwards and your hands shot up to your head. "What are you doing?"

"Your hair is an absolute mess. The wind completely ruined it so I'm helping you to tie it because you're too stupid to realise how much of a mess it is."

Hearing his words shut you up and you felt heat rise to your cheeks. Did you really not notice that your hair was in such a state?

The ashen haired male's rough movements from yanking your hair suddenly softened, and he started to gently comb your hair with his fingers, then braiding it expertly for you.

He asked you for a hair tie and tied up your hair, much better than you had ever done for yourself.

"Thank you... and I'm really sorry I fell asleep..."

Rolling his eyes he answered, "You're really hopeless you know? I'll let this one time slide because you were tired, but next time you better inform me if you want to take an impromptu nap. Let's have the meeting tomorrow, it's late now so I'll walk you home."

Your upperclassman haughtily turned around and walked out the classroom, not waiting for you to hurriedly pack all the papers into your bag.

The male turned his head back to look at you thinking to himself. You're so hopeless... but you're still our capable and beloved Producer.