Y/n L/n.
A boy who is a world renowned musician who is only sixteen.
The same boy who is unpopular with his peers and classmates at his school.
That's what he believed as he met a few friends down his high school road and managed to hold a sturdy relationship between himself and a few other girls and a boy he befriended.
This would slowly turn into a fun everyday adventure the boy would have, being teased by his underclassmen, play music for his friends, hang out, rinse and repeat until the day he graduates.
That was the case until the very day he received his first letter from someone in this school.
...
"Fuck me..." Y/n used the hallway sink near his clubroom to wash his face, distressed as the cold water splashed into his face once more.
Who knew I was going to get a love letter? Do they not know what this school associate me as?
Y/n was having many doubts and thoughts about this situation he was facing. This was a first he gained a love letter, yeah. But he doesn't know if this was truly legit or this is a prank that someone was pulling off.
It could be Nagatoro who always toyed with him, that's a possibility as she loves to tease him or flirt playfully constantly.
It has to be her... It's gotta be!
Yet at the same time, his gut was telling him that he should meet the culprit, see the girl who sent him the letter. And see if it is a girl who wanted to confess truly or one of the popular girls that is just trying to mess with his mind.
Enough with the thorough thinking, Y/n decides that he should see who was the one that sent him the letter and figure out how to handle the situation in the end.
He twists the water off from the faucet in the hallway and used a paper towel that lingered near him to dry his hands and face off before heading back to his clubroom.
He gets in and finds his club mate who was staring at a pice of paper and waved to her. "Hey, Nagatoro..."
Nothing in response as she just looks up at him gave a really scary stare, her pupils shrunk noticeably. "...Senpai..." she had on a devilish smile as Y/n was shaking a bit. "Y-Yeah?"
She waved the paper up, he recognizes it on the spot. "What's this?" He lets out a sigh. "That is... a love letter..."
The boy goes to grab it but she swipes away her arm, still gripping the envelope tightly. Her eyes still had the awful look, glaring at him and then at the letter. "Who would send senpai a love letter?"
"That's what I'm trying to figure out as well, Nagatoro... Now give me back the paper..." Y/n pleads once more but was dealt with the same result. The boy frowns as he goes for it again.
And again. And again and again.
He wasn't having it now as he grits his teeth tightly and swipes for the letter once more and grabbed something.
A wrist. Not his but the girl's as he was nearly surprised when he caught the tanned girl's arm instead of the paper in her hand. He then looks down at the girl, the dark aura that she gave off softens as the two figured out how close their faces were.
Nagatoro and Y/n starts to blush lightly, their eyes stared at each other as it was just inches away from something new.
They stayed their for a few seconds but Y/n was the first to shake from his thoughts and nabbed the letter from her clutches, snapping herself from her thoughts as well, finding Y/n digging into his bag and grabbed a pair of earbuds and heads towards the door.
"I gotta meet the person right now... I'll be right back..." Y/n waved away, Nagatoro just sat on her stool with a small hand wave and sees him seal the door behind him. Then a cloud of realization settles in. "Wait a minute!"
She scrambled out of her seat and threw the door open and glanced up and down the hallway where not one person could be seen in her vision. She gets a little antsy as she ran down to one of the ends and searched for a certain someone.
Where are you, senpai?!
...
Y/n had just exit the musical clubroom he owned.
As of now, the boy was pushing the earbuds into his ears and starts to play a song as he grab the letter and took out the insides of it and read what was on it.
Dear Y/n,
Can you meet me at the rooftop at
3:30 today? I like you a lot and I
can't stand it when I have these
feelings bottled up inside me for
so long. I hope you feel the same
as I do for you.
-Lots of love,
Your Secret Admirer
The boy checks his phone, a song was playing as well as the time that sat at three twenty-five. The boy sighs as he hopes that this isn't a cruel prank, continuing his walk to the stairs while the music played in his ears.
Headlights - Eminem ft. Nate Ruess
Intro
Mom, I know I let you down
And though you say the days are happy
Why is the power off and I'm fucked up?
And, mom, I know he's not around
But don't you place the blame on me
As you pour yourself another drink, yeah
Chorus
I guess we are who we are
Headlights shining in the dark night, I drive on
Maybe we took this too far
Verse 1
I went in headfirst, never thinkin' about who, what I said hurt
In what verse, my mom probably got it the worst
The brunt of it, but as stubborn as we are, did I take it too far?
"Cleanin' Out My Closet" and all them other songs
But regardless, I don't hate you 'cause, Ma
You're still beautiful to me, 'cause you're my Ma
Though far be it from you to be calm
Our house was Vietnam, Desert Storm
And both of us put together could form an atomic bomb
Equivalent to chemical warfare
And forever we could drag this on and on
But agree to disagree, that gift for me
Up under the Christmas tree don't mean shit to me
You're kickin' me out? It's 15 degrees
And it's Christmas Eve, "Little prick, just leave"
Ma, let me grab my fucking coat
Anything to have each other's goats
Why we always at each other's throats?
Especially when Dad, he fucked us both
We're in the same fuckin' boat
You'd think that'd make us close (Nope)
Further away it drove us, but together, headlights shine
And a car full of belongings, still got a ways to go
Back to grandma's house, it's straight up the road
And I was the man of the house, the oldest
So my shoulders carried the weight of the load
Then Nate got taken away by the state at eight years old
And that's when I realized you were sick
And it wasn't fixable or changeable
And to this day we remain estranged, and I hate it though, but
Chorus
I guess we are who we are
Headlights shining in the dark night, I drive on
Maybe we took this too far
Verse 2
'Cause to this day we remain estranged, and I hate it though
'Cause you ain't even get to witness your grandbabies grow
But I'm sorry, momma, for "Cleanin' Out My Closet"
At the time I was angry, rightfully? Maybe so
Never meant that far to take it though
'Cause now I know it's not your fault, and I'm not makin' jokes
That song I no longer play at shows
And I cringe every time it's on the radio
And I think of Nathan being placed in a home
And all the medicine you fed us and
How I just wanted you to taste your own
But now the medication's takin' over
And your mental state's deterioratin' slow
And I'm way too old to cry, the shit is painful though
But, Ma, I forgive you, so does Nathan, yo
All you did, all you said, you did your best to raise us both
Foster care, that cross you bear, few may be as heavy as yours
But I love you, Debbie Mathers
Oh, what a tangled web we have 'cause
One thing I never asked was
Where the fuck my deadbeat dad was
Fuck it, I guess he had trouble keepin' up with every address
But I'da flipped every mattress, every rock and desert cactus
Owned a collection of maps
And followed my kids to the edge of the atlas
If someone ever moved 'em from me
That you coulda bet your asses
If I had to come down the chimney, dressed as Santa, kidnap 'em
And although one has only met their grandma once
You pulled up in our drive one night
As we were leavin' to get some hamburgers
Me, her and Nate, we introduced you, hugged you
And as you left I had this overwhelming sadness
Come over me as we pulled off to go our separate paths and
I saw your headlights as I looked back
And I'm mad I didn't get the chance to
Thank you for being my mom and my dad
So, mom, please accept this as a
Tribute, I wrote this on the jet, I guess I had to
Get this off my chest, I hope I get the chance to
Lay it 'fore I'm dead, the stewardess said to fasten
My seatbelt, I guess we're crashin'
So, if I'm not dreamin', I hope you get this message that
I will always love you from afar, 'cause you're my mom
Chorus
I guess we are who we are
Headlights shining in the dark night, I drive on
Maybe we took this too far
Bridge
I want a new life (Start over)
One without a cause (Clean slate)
So I'm coming home tonight (Yeah)
Well, no matter what the cost
And if the plane goes down
Or if the crew can't wake me up
Well, just know that I'm alright
I was not afraid to die
Oh, even if there's songs to sing
Well, my children will carry me
Just know that I'm alright
I was not afraid to die
Because I put my faith in my little girls
So I'll never say goodbye cruel world
Just know that I'm alright
I am not afraid to die
Outro
I guess we are who we are
Headlights shining in the dark night, I drive on
Maybe we took this too far
I want a new life
Y/n was at the door to the rooftop.
How was he feeling? Not very confident as he was prepared for whatever is behind this door and on the roof.
His hand rests on the cool knob of the door and pushes open, the sun rays hits his face and blinds him for a second.
Fwoosh...
I want a new life (Start over)
One without a cause (Clean slate)
So I'm coming home tonight
Well, no matter what the cost
The boy regains his vision and in front of him...
Beautiful...
And if the plane goes down
Or if the crew can't wake me up
Well, just know that I'm alright
I was not afraid to die
Y/n couldn't move from his spot.
A girl so... so beautiful as she was looking out at the view of the city, the wind blew against her face as her ponytailed hair flowed majestically.
Because I put my faith in my little girls
So I'll never say goodbye cruel world
Just know that I'm alright
I am not afraid to die
His heart beats rapidly in his chest. What was he supposed to do? Many of the doubts and thoughts comes crawling back to him as his knees were shaking now.
I guess we are who we are
Headlights shining in the dark night, I drive on
Maybe we took this too far
I want a new life
Finally gaining his composure, his body stops shaking from the nervousness inside him as he walks forward and pulling the buds from his ears, his steps audible enough for the mysterious girl to hear for her to turn to the boy.
With the view of her face becomes more clearer, his chest starts to cramp up once more as he was amazed at how she looked physically from her face to her body.
Who the hell is she?! She looks like she's some kind of famous actor!
"Hi!~" the boy winces at her greeting, shaking once again as he gripped at the letter in his hand. "H-Hello..." he immediately stutters at the first word coming out from his mouth, blushing softly at his mess up.
What the fuck?! Why am I so flustered?!
"Did you get the letter that I sent you?"
"Y-Yeah... I did..." the boy does his best to stay calm, pulling the letter out and presents it to the girl, a sweet smile appeared on her face. "I'm glad you got it..."
Y/n was way too fixated at the girl. She was really beautiful and really fit, it reminded him of Nagatoro. Only, her auburn ponytail was tied nicely as her blue eyes shined brightly from the sun. She stood taller than his friend, a small blush grew on her face as she was still staring at the boy.
"...You're probably thinking... why an Olympian like me... has a little crush on you~..." she said embarrassed, yet the smile on her face was still-
"Wait..." Y/n suddenly realized what she had just said. "...You're an Olympian?!"
"Y-Yeah... Didn't you know?"
What the fuck... That's why she look so fit and... and pretty...
The boy was really falling love with the girl in front of him but he hasn't even gotten her name.
Wait... Why am I like this? I just met her and... and...
"I'm sorry... I didn't get your name yet..." Y/n chuckles softly but the girl doesn't show any negative signs to the boy which was a... he doesn't know if this was all serious or just a play. "That's right! I'm so sorry... My name is Orihara and I am a first year!~"
Then the boy's eyes widened. A first year, he thought as she looked way more mature than she looked. Probably his age or a third year but... just...
Wow...
His first admirer... was a girl who is pretty and an Olympian...
Wait...
...Why me?
Finally the question that he should be asking comes to him. Why, a beautiful Olympian like her, would fall in love with a boy like him, someone with a stained reputation from middle school?
He has to ask.
"Um..." he nervously fidgets in place, still red at seeing such beauty in front of me.
"...Why me?"
"Huh?"
"You could've picked anyone from this whole school... out of... hundred of students here, you chose me... Why?"
A sincere question, this could prove to see if the girl really liked the lonesome boy. Which he doubt that she has the answer to-
"Well... You're cute, that's one~... and you love to make music... I really love music, especially when a boy makes his own pieces... You're the type of boy that keeps to himself... mysterious..."
She stops for a second. Then...
"And... you were bullied when we were in junior high..."
That threw Y/n off. What reason did she have to bring that up in a confession?
"I saw... that you had trouble with our classmates through the two years when I was in Junior high with you... Even if you were bullied a lot, you seemed to manage through it... but I knew that you weren't okay..."
"...So... I trained... Trained to become the number one jiujitsu fighter in Japan... and become strong enough so I... so I could protect you... You don't even know how much I wanted to step in whenever someone comes in and starts picking on you... tell you that you're trash... and that you'll never be enough for the world..."
"But... they don't know you... You're kind, sensitive, and just a boy that I think... I know will be fun to hang out... and if we ever got the chance... spark something special between us~..."
Orihara smiles softly at the boy as she takes a deep breath and bowed down to the boy. "So please... please accept my feelings, Y/n..."
...
Everything around the boy stops.
His heart beats rapidly from such a confession that he thought he would never hear for the rest of his life, yet here we are.
His e/c eyes, still glued on to his secret admirer who goes by the name of Orihara was bowing to the boy, her bangs and the small orange strands hanging by her face sways smoothly through the soft wind.
The boy was taken back from such a confession, the girl who bowed in front of him awaited for his answer as he tried to figure out his feelings.
She looks like she's serious... like she truly love me...
The thought of being someone who likes him raced in his mind. Being with the girl who say that they are willing to protect him and care for him, tell him how much he truly likes him, maybe even plan for a bright future together where they get married, have kids, and grow old together as the answer to her question was obviously clear. He opens his mouth, his insides were getting really excited as he was ready to say the three lettered word to accept her as his lover.
...But... he stops himself.
There was someone that came into his mind the minute he had his answer.
Nagatoro...
He wanted love. He needs the missing piece that was in his heart to fill and become a happy boy once more. No more worries, no more pain from, just happiness.
But, Nagatoro rolled into his mind. The memories he had with her as he had build up the crushing feelings in him as he found out what kind of girl she truly was.
A sadist, for sure. Yet, she was also an energetic, carefree, caring, and jokester that he enjoyed having around before the lonely years he had to himself.
It was clear that his answer had changed. He knew that he had been crushing on Nagatoro for so long that he couldn't just throw away the love he had for the girl.
I can't...
The boy grabs his arm, twisting his foot at the ground as he knew that the opportunity to find love once more was going away for god knows how long.
"...Listen... Orihara? Is that your name?"
"Yes..."
"Okay, thanks..." the boy sighs deeply as he builds the confidence inside him.
Finally, "...I'm not interested in you..."
The girl's expression slowly changed. Not to sadness but with curious as the boy continues his reasoning with her.
"... I'm not interested in a... love relationship... with you that is... for now... Not to mention, I don't really know a lot about you... Except you're an Olympian but that's pretty much it..."
He was a bit flustered, fumbling his words in the first part but was able to stay calm. A small smile appears on his face, knowing she was legit with the relationship.
"We can be friends... I just don't think I can see us together as a couple if there is someone that I have in my mind that I wanna be with right now..."
"...M-Maybe in the future... if anything happens... and I somehow change my mind... we could be a couple... but..."
"...I just want you to give me some time... That's all I ask..."
"..."
The boy was still awaiting for what she has to say. But she was silent as of now, the boy was slowly starting to think that he had somehow messed up as he was starting to shake.
"...I... I understand..."
He heard her answer as he looked up and saw a wide grin on her face.
"I'm glad that I'm able to express my feelings to you and became friends with you in the end... Just... it's such a shame I didn't get what I intended for... but being friends with you is just as great!"
At this point, the boy was relieved. The girl understood what he wanted on his side and came to an agreement with him in the end.
"May I ask who's the lucky girl?" The girl asked the boy out of nowhere, they starts to blush lightly at the thought of his tanned kouhai and looks away.
"...You know the track star girl with the tanned skin? That also do jiujitsu I believe?"
"HAYASE?!"
"Don't shout too loud... Someone might hear us..." Y/n said as Orihara clenched her fist in front of her but had a determined smile on her face.
"I knew Hayase she was my rival... but now... this is war!" She chanted the sentence out loud as she runs towards the exit and turns back at him.
"I won't give up just yet, Y/n! I'll win your heart and beat Hayase!" She said in a confident manner before heading back inside the school, leaving Y/n on the roof alone.
All the h/c did was place his hands in his hair, slowly thinking about what had just happened as well as the nonsense that Orihara had spat out to Y/n.
Confession... Olympian... Rival...
"...What have I just created?"