It was a beautiful day. The birds were chirping, you forgot your lunch, and you were doodling in class. Until you felt a tap on your shoulder. It was him. "Banana brain" as you called him. You absolutely hated him. Well. Not really hate. More like... Disliked. He was always getting in your business, always asking to copy your homework, always just a general nuisance.
He then tapped your shoulder again, and you proceeded to look over at him with the most intensified resting bitch face you had. He then jumped back a little in shock. "Jesus Christ! What's up with you?!" "You existing in my life, now leave please." You replied calmly. He then gave you this sad look. "Hey! That's not fair! Its not my fault I was born!" He exclaimed. You sighed and proceeded to look out the window.
Why the hell did you even have to go to this school?! It's not like you want to major in music, or art... You had no reason to be at the school of arts. Yet you got in just because of 1 singing video your friend posted on the internet... You never thought that something so simple and average would make such a big difference in your life. You didn't care about going to the school of arts, but your mom persisted that you go. Saying that it was a "once in a lifetime opportunity".
You then drew in your notebook some more, until class started up again.
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Len x Reader
FanfictionI write crappy x readers... And other stuff... Whatever people suggest. So don't expect too much from me.
