Welcome to my second attempt at a story that'll pull on your heartstrings.
Here we go!
Oh yeah, Highschool DxD does not belong to me.
All right here we go.
Right, one more thing. You have the Alex Mercer getup.
We good? Let's go! For real this time.
Your hood was up as you walked through the rain on the way to your destination you thought about what happened.
[Flashback]
You were just having a casual stroll down the hall at the end of the day when you looked over to see the perverted trio looking through a hole in the girl's locker room wall. You closed your eyes and shook your head before colliding with someone, knocking them over. You opened your eyes and saw a girl with blood red hair on her ass.
????: I'm sorry I didn't see you there.
(Y/N): No it's not your fault I should've been paying attention.
You extended your hand to her and she took it. After helping her back up and you got a good look at her. She was beautiful and you found yourself loosing yourself in her icy blue eyes.
????: Hello? Are you okay?
(Y/N): Wha? Oh, yeah I'm fine. Um, I'm (Y/N) who are you?
????: I am Rias Gremory, president of the Occult Research Club.
(Y/N): Okay. I guess I'll see you later Rias.
Rias: I hope to see you again too.
She gave you a cute smile before the both of you walked away.
[In the present]
You smiled a little remembering how the two of you met, and how happy you were.
[Another flashback]
You were on the phone with your best friend Adrian and wrapping up the conversation.
(Y/N): For the third time Adrian, my answer is no.
Adrian: All right, just remember my offer is still on the table.
(Y/N): Thanks for thinking about me.
You hung up and went on your way, running into Rias again.
Rias: Hello again (Y/N), what were the odds of us meeting here?
(Y/N): Pretty high, this is the school we go to on a daily basis.
Rias: Oh, right.
(Y/N): Hey, maybe we could hang out tonight. (jokingly) I'll make dinner.
Rias: (chuckles) Sure, I'll take you up on that offer.
(Y/N): See you tonight.
As she walked away you immediately shat a metaphorical brick.
(Y/N): Fuck, why'd I have to open my big mouth? I guess I need to learn how to cook really fast.
You went through a 30 minute cooking lesson and somehow was able to make a foie gras with a nice Chianti, when you heard the doorbell ring. You, still in your apron answered the door to see Rias in her school uniform.
(Y/N): Why are you still wearing that?
Rias: Why do you care Mr. Apron.
(Y/N): All I had time to prepare was dinner.
