OCTAVE - Ensemble Stars X Reader

Strange Things

(Y/n) signed as she viewed her phone, a waterfall of new contacts that she has met so far. Looking at the flower she sketched, next to it was a cute mascot character she drew because of her boredom taking over her existence during class.

Inside the rest of the pages of her sketchbook were lyrics she made. From energetic ones to depressing ones, from elegant ones to rock ones. She didn't like music much, she just did it because...

It was just there, in front of her, shaped as a golden door, waiting for her to arrive right at its doorstep to pull her into the world. (Y/n) was simply following that path, not sure if it was the right thing to do but nonetheless pursued what it ordered her.

Her parents grew up as idols, leaving her behind when she was a child. She never thought that one day, just from a dare, would she arrive at an academy mainly for idols. It wasn't just a simple nightmare, it was more of a neverending, sweet curse.

"(Y/n)-chan, you seem out of it," Anzu appeared before her, head tilted to one side as (Y/n) shrugged.

"Should you be using my name out here?"

"No one except us is here. So why not?"

"True," (Y/n) stood from her bent down position and dusted off her pants before stretching. "I actually like this uniform, wearing long pants can stop making me so insecure about hiding what's under. They don't seem to care about my normal voice either. To be honest, they're a lot nicer than those of my junior high and the rest of my life, besides Yanagi-chan and Chi-chan."

She gave (Y/n) a nod before widening her eyes. "I have a question! Since you're a boy, how do you change in PE classes?"

(Y/n) snickered and put the peace sign. "I change before PE classes, aren't I smart? During swimming classes, I told our teacher that I was allergic to chlorine. It should be fine for now."

Anzu stared at her for a moment, looking as if (Y/n) had changed on their one year age gap before hearing the sound of the bell, calling all students to go to their classrooms. (Y/n) strolled off with a sketchbook in hand, cap adjusted properly on her platinum blonde hair.

"Sorry for the intrusion," she called as she entered the classroom, seeing that everyone except Tetora and Midori had arrived to class. She suspected Tetora to drag Midori back to class because they had been late, knowing how they'd act. Hajime had told her not to be so formal with the class, as they were classmates of the same 'gender' and should get along well.

It was that time where mid-terms were coming up, many of them groaning for help or else they'd get banned from club activities for a whole week and had to redo their exams with supplementary classes. (Y/n) was intellectual and was blessed with a tonne of knowledge, having the ability to learn things quickly and use them in situations.

So she didn't panic.

Or so she thought.

"I've only enrolled for about a few days and there's an announcement for mid-terms!? What's going to be on the test!? What did I miss!?!" She panicked as she rummaged through her bag and found textbooks to start studying. (Y/n) slipped on her (f/c)-rimmed glasses and made herself comfortable by pulling up her sleeves, showing her pale and thin arms and loosened her collar.

"Should we tell him that everything that's going to be in the test is what he already knows?" Hajime frowned as they all stared at the girl skimming and scanning through her work. She grabbed her calculator and typed as if she were a professional, pouting through her stress.

"Excuse me, (B/n)-kun--"

"Wait! Midori-kun, find the value of this subject if m equals to this multiplied by this, then using this formula here to work out-- wait..." She added with a loud voice, checking her work again. "What's even in the test? What am I even studying?"