Sometimes words aren't needed (Komi x Male reader)

Chapter 1: The girl who can't speak

You squatted down as you placed your brown formal shoes into the locker where your white shoes were. 

"Honestly I didn't expect to get accepted into a private school after they saw my record" You thought to yourself. Your school record consisted of multiple suspensions that had accumlated due to fighting. Most of these weren't your fault as deliquents constantly wanted to see your fighting moves as you were an ex professional MMA fighter who particpated in under 18's devisions. "Oh well if people come up to me I'll just have to politely decline them or something and if they don't buzz of then I'll smash their fa-" Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a locker opening next to you. Someone who would be in your class.

"Maybe I should introduce myself" You thought to yourself. You turned and were about to open your mouth to introduce yourself but you stoped. Infront of you stood a girl who was simply stunning. Her long straight black hair that looked silky smooth, as well beautiful eyes. Her tall and slender body as well as fair skin. You were about to open your mouth again to introduce yourself... again. However, the girl turns to you. She seemed almost robotic as she fully faced you. Suddenly a pressure comes over you, this girl was staring you down, hard. Her stare was unwavering, it felt judgemental and intimidating. You remember this pressure, it felt like the same pressure of an experienced fighter looking at you from the other side of the ring. You instinctevly stand up, your guard fully up.

"Who the hell is this girl?" You question to yourself as you stand up, the girl tilts her head to look up at you for a moment before she darts off quickly. Talk about strange you subconsiouscly thought as the see the girl turn the corner. You glance over and see her locker.

"Komi" You mutter to yourself, unintentionally muttering her name outloud.

"What a interesting girl, she definitely was pretty though. Oh well shouldn't get too worked up about it" You think to yourself as you place your bag on the hook on the side of your desk. You pull out your seat and glance over to the side of you.

There she was, sitting directly next to you. You blink slightly in disbelief before hearing the mutters of other students. Everyone was looking at Komi with blushes over their face as they stared at her. Talk about obsession.

"She smells like heaven" You hear a girl breath out behind you.

"Seems like she's already the most popular one in school" You think to yourself as look around. Only know were you noticing the stares of everyone else at you. They weren't nice stares... no, no, no. They were envious and hateful stares. "Lovely" you think to yourself, already anticipating that trouble was going to come your way.

The class was started by everyone introducing themselves. One girl named Agari was far to nervous about it which someone commented on. Causing the class to erupt in a quiet laughter. The teacher calls out for the next student to introduce yourself. Next to you, you heard a chair creak out. You glance over to see Komi stand. She stood their momentarily, everyones eyes on her. She steps out from her desk and approaches the chalkboard. She quickly writes her name down.

Shouko Komi.

The class erupts in cheers and applause, confetti even being let off. Komi walked back and to her seat and sat down. You were surprised, she was definitely the most popular one in the class at least.

"Next" The teacher calls out, you stood up.

"Y/n L/n, my special skill is fighting" You say, you sit down hearing a few snarky comments and grunt disapprovingly. 

You weren't really focusing in class, just writing down the stuff you heard your teacher say about the stuff that had to be brought to school for tomorrow. Your attention to daydreaming was snapped as you felt something small and light touch your foot. You glance down and see it was an eraser, it must've come from Komi's desk. You pick up her eraser.

"Hey you dropped your era-" You start but were cut off midway through extending your hand out to her. For you had seen and felt a compass fly by. It stuck into the ground with its metalic point. You look back and see a kid dressed up as a ninja. "What a pain in the ass" You thought to yourself. You quickly place it on her desk not wanting any more sharp objects thrown at you. She turns to you, however, you weren't looking at her. Still, you could feel her intense gaze and here he trembling next to you. "Strange girl" You thought. 

Before you knew it the bell was ringing and you were about to leave to go and eat lunch. Taking a mental note of the teacher telling the class that we were to all meet at the gym. However you were sent flying back into your chair by a standpede of people wanting to chat to Komi. 

"I'm to tired for this shit" You thought and let your head fall to the desk. Next to you, you catch a glimpse of Komi silently gasping and look over at you. You wake up, the sound of a voice gracing your ears.

"Why can't I? I can't seem to speak infront of everyone anymore... meow" You hear the voice say. Realisation hits as you realise you needed to meet with the class at the gym.

"Crap" You say as you rise up, you glance over and see... Komi? You see there was no one else around, that must've been her voice. "Uhh hi?" You mutter, to late, Komi had already turned her legs and was bolting for the door. In a flash you were infront of the door she was heading too. 

"Do you have trouble communicating Komi?" You ask. She stops and look down. She looks up at you and begins to try to talk, yet her trembling body and her constant stutter prevented and words from forming. You put and hand on her shoulder and gesture to the chalk board. She implusively gets a piece of chalk. "She really does have trouble communicated, how ironic" You think to yourself, the slightest smirk hitting your face. "So earlier what were you trying to say to me?" You ask.

"How did you know I can't talk to people?" She wrote, turning and look at you.

"Well you never spoke and whenever you had the option to you seemed nervous and wanted to get out of that situation. Anyway has nobody ever noticed this about you before?" You ask.

"No" Komi writes.

"Oh, I see" You say, you stand there for a moment as Komi begins to nervously shake again. You too were feeling nervous due to Komi. "Whelp I gotta run, see you in gym" You say, thinking about how much you wanted out of the classroom as you walk past her. Then you feel something tug at your jacket. You look back to see Komi holding onto the back with two hands. Komi looks up and continuously stutters on the letter W. Probably attemtping to say wait. You walk back to where you were standing before as she continues to write. She steps back and you begin to read.

"I didn't get a chance to eat lunch" She wrote. 

"Oh so are you hungry right know?" You ask, Komi turns back to you momentarily before beginnng to write again. Earning a puzzled look from you, then she steps back.

"I really want to talk to other people, but when I'm infront of them I freeze, I'm sure I look scary and all but I actually would like to talk to them, and whenever I approach someone they either get nervous or faint. I don't blame them who would want to talk to me." Komi wrote a certain gloomy air coming about her. Komi continued to write, writing about her problem with starting conversation when she was younger and now still having the same problem. She rapid fired questions about conversations and herself. The challk snapping off slightly at the end.  She paused on writing for a moment. 

"I wanted to ask if you'd like to eat together" She wrote. She continued to write about her frustrations regarding her problem. She even apologised for the trouble she caused you which you didn't think anything of or care about. 

"Because in any case i thought i should apologise to you, I am truly sorry Y/n, sorry for keeping you, this isn't your problem, I'd understand if you just forget everything I wrote here today." She wrote, she grabbed the duster and wipped off the chalk from the board. She even rubbed away the goodbye which you had only just read. She places the duster down and turns to you, she bows, she turns and walks off as you clench your fist slightly. Just as she was about to exit, she gasped slightly as her eyes looked back, the sound of chalk on the board scraping out. She looked back to see you gesturing to something you'd just wrote. 

"The weathers nice today, don't you think?"