(Mikey x Nerd Reader) The Gangster and the Nerd

Chapter 2

It's been two days since the incident. You stayed home for two to commit to the promise you made to Mikey and Draken regarding rest. Your mind was in a swirl of confusion not from the traumatic experience, but the fact that someone likes you. And as you stand in the mirror drying your hair in a daze, you reminisce about the night Mikey professed his feelings, or so you assumed. You weren't sure what to make of it. Romance has never been something you considered. Work was all that filled your mind having a dream to accomplish. Now it seems your moral compass has diverged into an impasse.

'He likes me?' You thought. 'Seriously? How? He never shows up to class and I only know him when were kids. Even then we didn't talk much, right?' You tried to remember the times you've actually hung out with Mikey. There have been a few accounts where you two were buddies having to share everything. The kid seemed to forget his stuff like it was no big deal so you would practically provide for the both of you. "Maybe I'm miscalculating his idea of "like"? Maybe he means he likes me as a friend. Even so, that doesn't make sense as to why he would like me. All I did was be nice to him." You shut off the hairdryer and take a seat at your desk lost in thought. Your mind flashes back unexpected moments, repeating them as if they meant something. The way he spoke to you that night, his gentle touch, and the way he smiled as if you told a hilarious joke. Your eyes shift to his jacket neatly folded on your bed. You had washed it earlier in the day. The words in kanji lettering "Tokyo Manjirou". The surname belongs to Mikey. You wondered what it meant. An image of Mikey reappears making you blush. You shake your head refusing to think of the guy.

"What the hell. Why is he suddenly bombarding my thoughts? You whined. You spin forward and type in the meaning of liking someone. You needed to weigh out which of the two Mikey insinuated. The more you read about the difference between the context the more it felt as though Mikey meant it romantically. "You've got to be kidding me. Please don't let it be romantic." You begged as you proceed to do a deep dive behind the meaning. One of the questions in mind had to do with the meaning of someone lending one's jacket a sign of chivalry and love. It was still unclear for friends could do the same thing, but the diagram displayed on the website showed the statistics leaning more onto couples. This only drove you further into madness. You ruffled your hair letting out weird noise of annoyance. "What the hell does he mean by "I like you" and why the hell am I panicking over this crap? Who cares if he does it's not like I'm gonna say yes." You huffed flopping on the bed exhaustedly. "Damn it, Mikey...what did you do to me? Why did you have to say something stupid?" You hide your flustered face into your pillow squeezing it tightly as a source of stress relief. Before you knew it, you doze off.

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The next day, you consulted your teachers about retrieving homework missed from your absence. During the break, you overhear a group of boys dressed in baggy clothing and weird hairstyles down the hall. One of them named, Aakun asked the blonde-haired boy with a fohawk about Mikey. At first, you weren't sure if he referred to the same one you've been thinking about until he mentioned Draken. There is no one else with such a unique name around the area. "Lucky you, Takemichi. You seem to be having way too much fun with Mikey like skipping school."

"It's not like I want to. Hina is so chill about it but I know she wants me to focus on schoolwork." He said. You step out of the shadows with one thought,

'Maybe he's close to Mikey?'

"Excuse me." You pipped up turning all the boy's heads around. They all seemed surprised, drooling as they beheld your beauty. You instantly regretted approaching them, but somehow your curiosity overcame logic so you shrugged them off and focused on the target. "You're Takemichi. You're in the same class as I am right? My name is (Y/n)." You bow to him and he returns the gesture. "Oh hello. Yes, that's me." The air around the boy didn't seem as creepy as the rest of his friends. "I was wondering if I may have a word in private regarding Mikey?" It was then that the boys grew skeptical as if you now became a suspect. "Um...sure." The boy named Takemichi turns to his friends, "I'll be a minute" and walks alongside you to an empty classroom.