Wilf Hashimoto, there was a lot that could be said about him. Yes, Wilf was a closet nerd; he got good grades but hid the fact he was smart, an instrument or two underneath his belt but he covered up the fact by sabotaging his piano and violin recitals, he has glasses but wears contacts, and has a clear retainer that he only wears at night. He even has a section in his closet dedicated to his 'Nerdly' t-shirts.
No one would believe that Wilf was a nerd and he liked it that way. His nerdiness was a bit different considering he was more of an internet fandom nerd, who's into Star Wars and Lord of the Rings crap and anything similar. Yes he liked the books, TV, internet fanfictions, the whole shebang. If anyone found out he would die, hence why no one ever came to his house. Plus whenever someone did manage to come over they were all but forbidden to go into Wilf's room.
"Son, this charade is getting tiresome." Wilf's father sighs as he sits down in his EZ-boy chair, placing his hands into his face. This was a usual trait since Wilf's mother had died.
Wilf shrugs, "What is?" He knows very well what they're talking about but he wanted to play stupid today.
"Wilf you know very well what we're talking about. Now this has to end before long, people are beginning to think we're becoming shut-in hermits!"
"Oh come on, isn't that an exaggeration?"
"Oh for god's sake Wilf, your Lord of the Rings figurines are beginning to make an appearance lining the hallway and having to specially wash those stupid Harry Potter sheets of yours. Not to mention I'm finding pokémon figurings in my bathroom, which by the way doesn't inspire a lot of confidence. Are you taking baths with those things again?"
Wilf feels an indignant blush rise to his face, "Dad no! Seriously you broke me of that when I was twelve! I was looking for some glue because Kirito decided to go and use them as a scratching post. His stupid claws are a lot sharper than I thought they were and he managed to decapitate a few of my figurines."
Wilf's father sighs again as he stands up, placing a hand on his son's shoulder. This gesture was always one Wilf hated, it was usually accompanied by a lecture or something of the like. "Son, I know things have been hard with your mother gone and all. It's been hard on all of us but all of this-this fanwho-."
"Fandom." Wilf interrupts.
Wilf's father shoots him a look, "Okay Fandom-whatever. All of this stuff, we have nowhere else to put it. Your room is full and I can't allow you to go and take up the space in the house with these things. I'm sorry Wilf but... I need you to go and find a new hobby... I can't allow you to keep going out and buying these things. How about you just go and join a new club... get a girlfriend perhaps-?"
"But dad-!"
"Son without your own space for these things they will fill up the house and undoubtedly get destroyed! I'm sorry that I'm having to cut off your coping mechanism but it just has to be! I'm sorry."
Wilf breaks away from his father's hold. Snatching up his backpack by the door Wilf slams it behind him and starts off towards next door. The Jeagers were a nice sort who had two children Wilf's age; Mikasa and Eren. The two of them got along pretty well, it actually started in the fifth grade when Wilf helped Eren out in a fight. Turns out after he beat the crap out of the bullies that Wilf had managed to not only make one friend but two. He gained trust from Eren and a mutual respect from Mikasa.
As it was the two of them were heading out toward their car. When they all figured out they lived right next to each other Mikasa offered to drive Wilf alongside Eren to school every day. Eren was still fifteen and would be for the next several months so all he was stuck with was his license. Mikasa on the other hand had turned sixteen and passed her test with flying colors. Wilf actually had his license too but no car to drive, which made that piece of plastic with his picture on it all but useless.
"Hey Wilf, what's up? You look annoyed." Eren says as he slips into the front passenger's seat.
Wilf shakes his head, "It's nothing, don't worry about it. My pops and I just got into a bit of a disagreement this morning before I left."
"Is there anything we can do?" Mikasa asks from behind the wheel as she turns the car on.
"Seriously guys don't worry about it, it's nothing big. Hey, where's Armin?" Their little blonde friend was always a little nervous around Wilf. All he could think was that he was allergic to his leather jacket or whatever.
"He's trying for his driving test today. I'm jealous..."
"Ah don't worry man, you know you'll be able to pass it first try."
"One would hope so." Mikasa cuts in.
"Hey!"
Wilf sits back and smiles at the two, despite being adopted siblings one would never be able to tell. Still he was just glad that they were off interrogating him. If they found out that he was a nerd Wilf had no idea of what he would do, especially with Mikasa. Over the years Wilf had found that he began to favor Mikasa's company over Eren. He found that whenever he didn't see her at least once a day he would begin to get paranoid about all of the things that could've happened to her. He wants to see her smile and make her laugh every day. Most of all though he just wants her to be happy.
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School was by far the most boring place ever, Wilf had decided this already. All he ever did was sit there and listen to teachers lecture and then take a test at the end of the week. By now the teachers had all learned what type of student Wilf was and stopped nagging him to take notes, he passed their tests with flying colors anyways.
"Man I hate Biology." Eren sighs as he heads into the hallways with Wilf.
Wilf snorts, "Biology is actually very easy." He says without thinking.
"How would you know? You don't even pay attention in class."
"Er, that's why it's easy."
Eren shoots him a look but doesn't say anything more. Inside Wilf kicks himself about being so careless. After all to them he doesn't do anything but the minimum to pass. Yes, that was alright with him too. The two of them are soon joined by Mikasa. At the sight of her once again he can feel the annoying speeding up of his heart. She was so beautiful despite just being in a sweater and jeans.
"What are you two up to?" She asks when she's within hearing range.
Wilf shrugs, "Honestly nothing, Biology was just as boring as ever."
"You should pay more attention in class."
"Pfft, why would I do that?"
She shifts the books in her hand, "Because I don't want you to fail and repeat the grade."
For a moment Wilf is silent in a pleasant sort of way, "You don't have to worry about me, I'll pass the year, I always do."
Shrugging they all continue on toward their lunch area. Sitting down where they usually do, underneath the shade of a large tree in the courtyard Wilf is surprised to find Armin at school now and Jean and Marco joining them for lunch. At the sight of Wilf, Jean Kirstein's eyes narrow. Wilf returns the sentiment, both of them were pining for Mikasa's affections and neither liked the other because of it.
"Hashimoto, Jaeger." Jean says.
"Kirstein."
"Jean."
Mikasa sighs at the three before going to sit down next to Armin. After the awkward staring match Wilf backs down and sits next to Mikasa. Setting his bag down and reaching into it to go and grab his lunch Wilf's eyes widen as he sees his Zelda figurines wrapped up with his sandwich and in all of his other snacks. Why the hell would his father do this to him? Spying a note he takes it up and looks down at it.
'If you don't stop this foolishness I will just tell everyone about it. There is no shame in liking these things.-Dad'
Snapping his backpack shut Wilf then settles it back down between his feet. His stomach growls but he does his best to just ignore it. There was no way he would be able to get his lunch out without someone seeing those things. So, it looked like he wouldn't be having any lunch today.
"Hey Wilf, where's your lunch?" Armin asks.
'Of course you would notice...' Wilf thinks, "Eh I forgot to grab it this morning. I was kind of preoccupied this morning."
"Hah! What idiot seriously forgets his own lunch?"
Mikasa holds out a bag of carrots, "Would you like some?"
Wilf smiles and grabs a few, "Thanks Mikasa, you're amazing." Crunching off one he shoots a triumphant look toward Jean. Today he was the winner in their on little rivalry.
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Walking through the door to his house Wilf drops his bag on the floor beside it, taking enough time to take out the figurines and place them back where they went in his room. Turning around through his room Wilf smiles, he loves his room.
The bed was garbed in Harry potter sheet, complete with a bed cover of the Maurader's Map. Posters were plastered on his wall each different from the last. One was Star Wars, another Pokémon, Yugioh, Harry potter, and even Doctor Who. He has different nick-knacks from various other shows he's watched over the years and action figures pretty much took over the every available surface too.
"Hey bud, how was school?"Wilf's father asks as he comes in the door, sounding beat.
Wilf goes into the bathroom to take out his contacts, they were bothering his eyes again, "Oh it was great, I like what you did with my Zelda figurines, very cute."
"Oh come on, no one is going to make fun of you for liking this stuff."
"Right, and you were so popular in high school when you liked this stuff." Wilf takes out his last contact.
"I lived in a different time."
Wilf heads out into his room and shrugs out of his leather jacket hanging it up she then tosses off his t-shirt and pulls on a shirt with the Inuyasha logo on it. Grabbing the red ribbon necklace tied around his neck Wilf runs his fingers over the ring on there. It was his mothers, one of the few things he had left of her. Tucking it down into his shirt he goes to get his oculars.
Putting on his thick glasses, everything was comfy. Shuffling out into the kitchen Wilf starts making a few sandwiches for him and his dad. Walking into the front room he hands his dad a sandwich and then sits down with him to watch reruns of Stargate Atlantis.
Half-way into the second episode there's a knock on the door. Wilf and his father look at one another, "Bud today was a rough day, could you please just go open the door?"
Wilf sighs but gets up none the less. Tossing open the door he freezes, standing in front of him was Mikasa. She looks over his form, taking in the anime t-shirt and thick, heavy glasses perched on his face. For a moment Wilf wants to slam the door in her face but he couldn't do that to her.
"Hello, can I come in?" She holds up the casserole in her hands, "This is hot."
Wilf shuffles aside and allows her to come in. Guiding her to the kitchen she settles the casserole down on the table, "You look different." She says.
He nods, turning away from her a bit, "Er... yeah. I guess you could... say that."
"Ah Mikasa, it feels like it's been forever! Why don't you stay for a bit? I'm sure my son would enjoy that." Wilf's father says.
She shrugs and looks at Wilf, "U-uh sure. Yeah I don't mind."
Mikasa nods and Wilf leads her out to the living room. Sitting down on the couch he motions for her to go and sit wherever she pleased. He was pleasantly surprised though when she sat down on the couch next to him. Unfortunately that was short lived when she arched a brow at Stargate Atlantis. This was just getting worse the longer it went on.
"Where is your bathroom?" She asks after the show is finished.
Wilf points down the hallway, "Just go down that way and take a left."
"Thanks."
After a while Wilf realizes that Mikasa had been gone for a while. Getting worried he gets up to go and look for her. Going down the hallway he's shocked to see Mikasa in his room looking around at everything. He stomps his foot down to alert her to his presence, right now he couldn't speak. Mikasa turns around, "Is this why you never invite us over?"
"Er... possibly? I mean... I'm not supposed to be..."
"You're a closet nerd."
Wilf flinches, "Eh... I just... yeah. Go ahead and laugh."
Mikasa walks up to him, holding up his Aragorn action figure, "He was my favorite out of all the movies."
Wilf's mouth drops open, "Y-you watched... I mean... uh- what?"
"Yes, you could call me a 'closet nerd' too. Eren laughs at me for watching them over and over again."
"I... could kiss you right now." He blurts out.
Mikasa sets down the figure and walks toward him quickly placing her lips on his; she then heads out the door, "Do you have the Lord of the Rings Trilogy?"
He laughs after recovering, following her out of his room and into the living room, "Yes, they're already loaded up and they're extended edition."
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Yeah okay so I have no idea of how this even came about but I always have a bit of trouble trying to write Nerdy Characters. Not to mention it was a bit more difficult because the person requested a 'typical-nerd'. So I guess this is what I came up with.