Kei Tsukishima x OC: The Transfer and the dumbass chapter 1
A/n: This is my first time writing anything like this in years so please be nice but I’m for sure open to some tips. I just love these characters so much I couldn’t help myself. Also sorry it’s short like I said it’s been a while I need to get a grove anyway hope ya’ll enjoy and if not whoops.
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Waking up in an unfamiliar place is always strange, some would even say disorientating. However, most of all I couldn’t believe I was in Japan. I’ve never been the type of person to jump into something that scared me but when my father told me about this amazing opportunity there was no way I could pass it up. The first thing I do once I realize where I actually am is open the window and breathe in the cool morning air. As well rested as I am I could still feel a bit of fogginess in my head from the time change. The plane ride from France to Japan isn’t exactly something I do every day. The road and homes around me felt comforting in the bright sun. After taking my time to take everything in I got ready in the bathroom. Even my face seemed different here the only thing that looked familiar was the beauty mark I had on the tip of my nose and my bright blue eyes.
After getting my new uniform on I made my way to the kitchen to be greeted by my host family, eating breakfast.
“you’re late.” the father simply says as I sit down.
“Sorry sir.” is all I can muster, It seemed as if he didn’t want me there, and maybe thought I would be a distraction to his son.......Tadashi. Tadashi was sweet to me so far I had sent a few emails to him when I was assigned to his family. He was quiet much quieter than me although I doubt he would guess that based on my interactions with him and his family so far. Finally, the breakfast ended and Tadashi and I could make our way to school.
“so...do you always walk to school,” I said attempting to start a conversation.
“Yeah pretty much, usually I would walk with my friend but I figured I should show you around a bit more first. He can be kind of a jerk at first. Also, we’re running late.”
“Sorry about that….but I really do appreciate you taking the time to show me around. You definitely could have just decided to ditch me as soon as we get to school.”
“Trust me I thought about it but surprisingly Tsukki talked me out of it.” He chuckles.
“Tsukki? Guess I’ll have to thank him for that later.” I say as we get to where I’ll be going for the next few months Karasuno high school.
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“Class please give a warm welcome to our new transfer student Jocelyn… she’s french!” my teacher practically shouts and unsurprisingly the class is almost silent other than Tadashi clapping a few times before realizing no one else was and stopping.
“Thank you, sir,” I say simply before getting to my seat to start the class. As we started reading the play for our unit the teacher called on many students to play the different parts until he finally called on a blonde boy with glasses to read. All the others seemed as if they often asked to read but this kid certainly didn’t like the task, his body language said that before he scoffed and pushed his glasses up his nose. Everything about this guy looked long and cynical from his smirk to the way he moved his fingers across the page as he read. I didn’t understand why exactly he was so mad about reading it wasn’t like he was bad or seemed embarrassed he just had a bad attitude. As the scene came to a close the teacher instructed each of the students to pick someone else to read their role. Of course, the blonde boy was last and took the longest to pick as he scanned the room reading each person far more intently than he had been reading the book. When he got to me it seemed as if he looked straight into me before his eyes scanned to the boy next to me with his head in the book. The kid clearly was doing anything to avoid being picked especially once he felt the boy’s eyes on him and went to his bag to ‘look for something’. Then the blonde boy smirked and pointed his finger directly at the kid and simply said, “you.”
I scanned the room to lock eyes with Tadashi in order to try and get an idea about what this guy’s deal possibly could be. But before I can be sure I hear the teacher say “Thank you Tsukishima, let’s move on shall we.” As I go back to looking forward I lock eyes with who I now know is Tsukishima as he tosses a paper airplane at me before it lands perfectly on my desk with a simple phrase “welcome to Karasuno high” written neatly on one of the wings. This couldn’t possibly be the ‘Tsukki’ Tadashi had mentioned before who had apparently saved me from a train wreck of a first day….could it?
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