Y/N was a guy who dedicated himself to becoming someone that everyone could depend on. A reunion with a childhood sweetheart doesn't hurt his cause and determination either. However, one will soon learn that those with the brightest smiles tend to h...
Anyway...All Might impressions aside, it's time for me to whip out another chapter. Sorry if this one seems kind of short. I also went back and reread my previous chapters to make sure I'm staying consistent. It's just that when I find the time and motivation to actually work on this story, I'll only maybe type out a thousand words and then get distracted and go do something else (*Cough* Play Destiny *cough*) and then later when I come back to the story, I only remember like half of what I typed and I end up either being inconsistent or repeating myself in certain parts😅 But I keep reminding myself that it's still my first story ever and not to beat myself up too much about it. I'm sure everyone makes mistakes, right? Anyway, let's get into this one!
At The Festival
Fuutarou was the kind of guy who was only good at one thing and he was a master of that craft. The world could've been ending and he still would've been studying. It was what he knew best. So for him to come out of his comfort zone like he was doing now and end up at a public festival? This boy was really out of his element here, sitting on a bench, fidgeting and bouncing his leg uncontrollably with the notion of 'I'd literally rather be anywhere else but here right now'. Such actions were noticed by his friend.
"Dude, if you keep fidgeting like that everyone's going to think you're on crack or something." Fuutarou looked to see his friend approaching with one of the quints in tow. "You just gonna keep that bench company all night?" Y/N asked
Fuutarou: "Of course. This bench is my new best friend. Sorry to say, but you've been replaced."
Y/N faked cried. "How hurtful! Well if that's how you want to be, then fine! But that bench will never be able to satisfy you the why I can! That bench will never be able to fill the empty void in your life left by me!"
Everyone in the nearby vicinity turned to look at them with the same puzzled looks on their faces.
"...no homo?"
The crowd was satisfied and looked away.
Y/N cleared his throat. "...*ahem* Anyway...Why don't you stop creeping on people and actually take some time to enjoy yourself?"
Fuutarou: "Tch...like I said, stuff like this is nothing more than a waste of time. I'd rather be..."
"Studying. I know. We all know. Dude, you got to pull the stick out of your ass and learn to unwind every now and then...It's not gonna kill you to enjoy other aspects of life for once..." Y/N said while facepalming. Meanwhile, the quint accompanying him wordlessly watched the interactions between the two while munching on a corn dog.
Fuutarou stared hard at her for a moment as if trying to figure something out. She blushed uncomfortably and turned away. "W-what? Don't look at me like that..."
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