𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐄 | Lookism Reader Insert [SLOW UPDATES]

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I do not own Lookism or any of it's characters. This is a fan fiction of the Webcomic created by Taejoon Park.

[My new year's resolution you ask?? Be more fucking consistent.]

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It smelled of cheap liquor and cigarette smoke as she stepped into the small restaurant, hands tucked into the pockets of the hoodie she'd slipped on in the car.

Her eyes immediately locked on the many familiar faces sitting at a table not far from the entrance, the majority of the conversation she could easily pick up due to their volume, was made up of curse words. Grimacing, she turned away, making her way through the restaurant quietly, holding her breath as she passed through a thick cloud of cigarette smoke wafting from an unattended cigarette.

Pushing open one of the doors leading into the kitchen of the restaurant, Y/N released a sigh, the smell of food being prepared filling her senses as she made her way deeper into the small room, reaching yet another door that was propped open ever so slightly.

Peeking inside, the sight of a woman sitting on a small desk with a cigarette in hand filled her vision. Knocking against the doorframe the h/c girl leaned against the door lightly, settling her weight against the door. The woman glanced up from her perched position on the desk with a frown that quickly morphed into a sultry smile as she was met with the sight of the young girl.

"Y/N! What brings you here?" She discreetly put out her cigarette on the ash tray just next to her, looking at Y/N with hearts dancing in her eyes as she awaited her response which was a simple,

"I'm hungry."

The older woman's smile faltered somewhat at the statement, her hope of the beautiful girl before her ever returning her equal part shallow and illegal feelings crushed once again.

Nodding, she quickly rose from her seat on the desk while clearing her throat, gently squeezing last the girl in the doorway and making her way into the kitchen.

She immediately opened up a fridge off to the corner of the kitchen and rummaged through some spaces packed with food, pulling out takeout box that smelled faintly of an array of dishes, all of the scents mingling together as the younger of the two grabbed the box. She tucked it under her arm while giving a nod of thanks to the woman before her, already prepared to go home.

Y/N began making her way out of the kitchen quickly, taking note of the woman following behind her like some sort of lost dog. She trailed after her silently for the most part, muttering to herself from time to time as she and Y/N found themselves back inside of the dining area of the restaurant.

Once again Y/N couldn't help but let her eyes lock on the group of her classmates creating most of the ruckus heard throughout the restaurant, their voices loud and annoying, the majority of their sentences being profanities with bits of real words sprinkled in.
The h/c girl let her head fall back with a heavy sigh, eyes closing as she changed her course from heading back towards the door, to a spare table just a few meters away from her classmates'.

Regret bubbled in the girl's stomach, under eyes heavy with exhaustion and irritation as the restaurant grew louder, the smell of cigarettes stinging her nose and seeping into her clothes the longer she sat there.

The table hadn't gotten any quieter, some sort of battle being fought between Zoe and the old hag who owned the restaurant, their voices unnecessarily loud as they argued, another table not to far from theirs beginning to make passive aggressive comments about the volume of their fellow patrons.