𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒

2K 62 42
                                    


Mary Saotome.

just something about that name.

at this point you're excited to go to school. can't wait to see who Mary really is.

walking into class the first thing that you notice is Mary, already looking at you. did you do something wrong..or?

walking to your desk, you hear "y/n! y/n!" it was Yumeko. you turn around too see what she wants

"I'd like to introduce you to someone! this is Ryota Suzui! I don't know why he didn't introduce himself earlier" Yumeko says nudging Ryota.

"haha, hi, it's nice to meet you! you liking the school so far?" he says

"yeah, it's nice! it has some perks." you say knowing Mary is looking at you giving her the side eye.

try not to blush. try not to blush.

"perks?, like what? you never told me about any perks?" say Yumeko confused

Mary is listening carefully to what you say next, and you can tell.

"um- nothing- just a nice school is all- uhm we should sit down and get ready for class" you're basically choking up at this point.

embarrassing

throughout class you keep catching Mary looking at you, but every time you raise your held to look, she looks back down at her desk.

halfway through class a random girl comes in and says "y/n, a member of the student council wants to meet with you after class."

me?- why?

everyone looks at me and starts muttering

"is she in trouble?"

"what did she do?"

Mary looks at you worried.

oh no.

*after class*

standing up from your desk to go meet up with the student council, Mary walks up to you.

"I'll wait for you. If someone lays a single hand on you. tell me." she says with her teeth clenched together

"are you worried about me?" you say shocked, just playing around trying to lighten the mood.

"definitely not, jackass. now go." She chuckles and nudges you.

"see you later idiot" you say nudging her back.

jeez, okay, here we go.

walking into a large room, there is a girl with light colored hair, braided.

"hello, you must be y/n, I'm Kirari Momobami" she says.

she can see that you look a little nervous.

"you're not in trouble or anything you know, I don't know why people always assume that, you just came to this school anyway" she says looking out the huge window."

"If I'm not in trouble then..why am I here?" you didn't mean to sound bitchy but that's how it kind of came out.

"I just want you to know if you need anything you can always come to me." She says walking around me looking you up and down.

I am so confused right now-

"uhm- I will, thank you so much, I appreciate it, really." you say while her hands are on your shoulders from behind you

"of course y/n. now, I'm assuming you have a class to get too?"

"I do, yes, thank you." you say walking out of the room, a little too fast.

closing the door to the room you see Mary leaning of the wall, she see's you and quickly comes to you.

"did she do anything? what did she say? are you in trouble?"

you chuckle "hmm, you do seem worried"

"about you? never. now tell me" her voice sounds strong

"no I'm not in trouble she was just saying if I need anything to come to her, she was also walking around me looking me up and down- I don't know what that was about-" you stop yourself noticing you're talking fast

"she was looking you up and down? is that all? did she touch you?" now she's the one looking you up and down

you put your hand on Mary's shoulder "that's all. I swear." you are both looking each other in the eyes

"now stop looking at me before this gets weird. get to your next class before you're late." Mary says pushing your shoulder

you roll your eyes, "whatever you say. see ya idiot." you say walking away turning your back from Mary.

Mary runs after you and grabs your wrist, turning you to her, "you're the idiot. now, go to class." she lets go of your first and walks away

wha- I- ok, you think walking away.

this is gonna be good.

a/n:
BAKABAJA HEY GUYS- I DONT KNOW IF YALL WANT LONG CHAPTERS OR NOT- but I literally love Mary so much- I- BAKAJAJ hope y'all are enjoying this so far!❤️

𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒. 𝑴𝑨𝑹𝒀  X 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹Where stories live. Discover now