How We Met (Taiyou Kobayashi x reader)

Chapter One: The Pen With a Name

(Y/N) POV:

Kobayashi Taiyou, the college's hearthrob, or at least he was before I married him. How did I manage to land him you may ask. To be honest, I have no idea but maybe the answer lies in how we met. And it all started with a pen.

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Wednesday December 12th

My legs ached as I sat down in my seat for lecture. Stupid idea to buy a cheap alarm clock that didn't even work. Now I was suffering from running all the way from my dorm so I wasn't late.

As I pulled out my notebook to take notes, I heard a clack on the floor next to me. That's when I saw it, a simple black clicky pen with a label on it. I picked it up, read the label, and shoved it in my bag, deciding to not worry about it. At least that's what I believed but instead a question remained in my mind.

Who names their pens?

The label mocked me throughout the class. "Clicky the Pen" it read. What kinda person is childish enough to name a pen? Even better, name and label it like it has some type of name tag. Well whatever, my pen now.

I packed up my things and made my way through the lecture hall, out to the campus hallway. The second I turned the corner, a poster caught my eye. I don't know if it was because it resembled a lost pet poster, or because I knew exactly what was wanted.

Lost! Black pen by the name of Clicky the Pen. To return, call Kobayashi Taiyou at XXX-XXX-XXXX. Reward: The satisfaction of helping a stranger.

Kobayashi Taiyou, should've known it was him. The guy is so childish, only he would name a pen. Somehow, he gets all the girls. Every girl from our campus has gotten their heart broken by him at least once. But not me, not (L/N) (F/N)! I have not gotten my heart broken, nor have I fallen for him.

Maybe it's because I've never actually seen the guy, only heard girls sobbing over him in the bathroom between classes. We don't share any classes, though we're both art majors. That doesn't stop his infamous stories from reaching me though.

That time he pranked a professor by switching the black and white paint. That time he wrecked his go-kart on a track, he drives an actual car for crying out loud! That time he wrote a paper using only mangas for sources..... and got an A. That time he made his way around campus for a week by only cartwheeling for 100 bucks- wait no that one's justified, 100 bucks is 100 bucks.

All that aside, I did have his pen. It must mean something if he put out a whole wanted poster for it. I reluctantly pulled out my phone and punched in his phone number from the poster. My finger hovered over the call button.

Time to meet the famous Kobayashi Taiyou.

I pressed call and held the phone up to my ear as I started walking back towards my dorm building. The line rang once, twice, three times with no answer. Just as I was about to hang up, a voice sounded on the other side.