#nannoxreader

[dorkyteenagedirtbag-ks]

Synopsis: Nanno makes y/n break the rules but sometimes going against the rules is just worth it.

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I was a student at Pantana Wittaya School. The school had a lot of rules, but everyone - including me - was too scared to break them.

Most of these rules weren't that hard to follow, except for one. They said that relationships - especially those between two girls or two boys - were forbidden.

Not being allowed to date was one thing, but being shamed for who we could love was something else entirely.

Too afraid of the punishment I would face if I broke the rules, I never did anything.

However, one day, a new student arrived. She introduced herself as Nanno. I'd never seen a girl this pretty before.

Her figure was slender, her eyes playful, and her charisma unrivaled.

She had an aura around her that made it impossible for me to look away. The moment she smiled at me, I knew I never should have looked, because I was done for.

Love at first sight, they called it. To me, it felt more like doomed at first sight.

I tried to reason with myself and focus on my studies, but she kept breaking the rules, drawing everyone's attention.

She was a splash of color in a school that forbade all colors. And let's be honest, that red lipstick she wore was something else.

Her lips looked so kissable.

Soon enough, I couldn't take my eyes off her. And I think she noticed, because it only seemed to encourage her to break another one of the school's rules.

One day, she approached me, her feline gait attracting everyone's attention - especially mine.

"Want to do something funny?" she asked with a smirk.

"What kind of fun are you talking about?"

And just like that, I became part of something far greater than myself.

"The kind of fun this school would never allow."

She took out a lipstick tube and carefully applied it to her lips before leaning in and pressing a quick kiss to mine, leaving a trace of color behind.

I knew I shouldn't have let her do it, but the feeling of her affection was stronger than my fear of being punished.

As the days passed, she continued to grow closer to me while still breaking every rule she could find. Thanks to her flashy colors and my tendency to blend into the background, they didn't caught me at first.

Seeing Nanno go into the Black Room every day was painful, but I couldn't bring myself to follow her. It was too frightening.

Ever since she arrived, the teachers had become even stricter than before, and eventually, I got caught too.

In the Black Room, I saw Nanno again. The place was horrible, but, as always, her presence made everything feel a little less unbearable.

Soon enough, I finally felt free to be myself and we started to make out. Might as well make the best of our time here. We stayed together in our own little bubble until we felt the school trembling around us.

We heard screams coming from outside, which made Nanno smirk once again. What was she thinking? She was still so mysterious to me.

Suddenly, my eyelids felt impossibly heavy, and I slowly fell asleep.

When I woke up, Nanno was gone, and the teachers didn't seem nearly as strict as before.

I tried asking the other students about her, but none of them remembered her.

Had she really existed, or was she just someone I had imagined to make my time in that room easier to bear?

- 𝐊𝐒

Yes, I made a poll to ask what you wanted to most next, but I never said the winner would be next...

[dorkyteenagedirtbag-ks]

Synopsis: As Nanno fell, the bringer of forgiveness wavered. Yuri’s influence spread like poison, turning mercy into a thirst for vengeance.

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Nanno and I were close, close like sisters. We were born on the very same day, in the same month, just the year was different.

She was seen by humans as one who brought karma, while I was seen as forgiveness. We often worked together, and it was nice. Nicer than I thought actually.

Some may have thought that Nanno was cruel for some of the things she did, but she was not. The people who suffered from her actions were often those who had committed morally questionable deeds themselves.

And then Yuri came along, and with her, all of that slowly started to fall apart. She was everything I hated: someone trapped in the past, clinging to memories she refused to let go of, memories she didn’t want to let go of.

Revenge isn't a solution; that just brings more pain to people and drives them to commit even darker deeds. Rather than teaching them lessons, Yuri gave them the means to destroy each other. The world should not work that way.

Her presence made Nanno's job much harder and mine nearly impossible. I tried talking with Nanno about it, but she just waved me off, assuring me that all would be well.

I shouldn't have listened to her words. But then, to doubt her was unthinkable. Nanno had taught me all I knew; how could she ever be wrong?

I tried to act as though everything was normal, but I couldn't. Nanno was far better at ignoring Yuri than I was.

Yuri would smile at me. It was a taunting, mischievous smile of triumph and malice. And I couldn't bring myself to like her for that: for being the victim who couldn't forgive, and whose life became the living and breathing proof of it.

But there was one day during one of our missions where she went too far. People were killed at that school by a mother and her daughter, and we had to stop it, one way or another.

Nanno and I went there together, but Yuri followed. Again, she couldn't resist fanning the flames of hatred in others. Instead of letting us do our jobs, she encouraged the girl's wrath.

Nanno tried to reason with her, but what for? Why would Junko listen to Nanno when she was taught exactly what she wanted to hear by Yuri ?

And then, Nanno got killed.

She had blood all over. I gasped from afar, my mouth agape in disbelief.

Nanno- whom I had thought was my sister-just died in front of me. At that moment, at this very second, I wanted to kill them.

I didn't want to forgive Yuri; I didn't want to forgive Junko nor her mother.

Yuri was good at infecting people with hatred, and now even I'd been tainted by emotions I'd have never thought possible.

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Should I write a part 2 ?

- 𝐊𝐒