Persona || TDLOSK x TokyoRev!Reader

3.

•Chapter 3•
{How They Met}
<Chifuyu <<<3>

"Everyone, this is Baji [Name]. They're a new transfer student coming from [Middle School Name]. Please treat them with gratitude." the teacher spoke gently.

Baji [Name]. Formally known as the 1st division captain from the gang "Tokyo Manji Gang". He was standing at a full 5'9"/175cm tall. He had long [H/C] that seemed to be slicked back and tied into a low ponytail.

The middle schooler also seemed to wear glasses that made him look unexpectedly stereotypically nerdy.

One of the students that were in the class took one good look at him and thought, yeah, they're not normal. And they were not wrong.

The one that was thinking that, was none other than Saiki Kusuo. As you know, he has supernatural abilities. What caused him to stand out now became the norm. Such as hair color, abnormally fast healing, sped-up thought process and so much more.

But it seemed that it hadn't affected everyone as he had thought. Those who had natural hair colors after his interference were labeled "Average" by him as they didn't seem anything out of the ordinary.

But that thought progress would soon change once he becomes older, but that's a story for another time. Since this Baji [Name] had natural hair, he had thought at first glance, he was the "nerdy" average one.

But taking a look at his thoughts, made him think otherwise.

'Was this a good decision? Moving away from Toman?'

'Toman? What is that? Some kind of club?'

"You can sit there. Saiki, please raise your hand." the teacher broke through his thoughts. He raised his arm with much thought since he was kinda excited to have an average person sitting next to him, even if he was a little odd.

"Yo, name's [Name]." he bowed to show respect while grinning. [Name] found him interesting as he looked monotone at the moment. Kinda reminds him of Sanzu.

'Now you all might be probably wondering "what's wrong with him deciding to talk to me?". Well... This is why.'

A few days later.

{Blood Warning(?)}

While walking back home from school, Saiki heard a few heated thoughts coming from somewhere near him and decided to investigate.

Horrible decision in his opinion, really.

What he saw changed his view on Baji [Name] forever.

What he saw was him defending himself from a little local gang. And the thing was, he was brutally punching one of them while the other cried, huddled together, watching the blood leak down the face of their leader, who lost consciousness a while ago.

Not gonna lie, what he saw impressed him. But, it just proved to him that [Name] was in fact not normal. And that maybe if he became friends with him, it would cause problems just because he might be known in the delinquent world.

'Who're they to trash talk Toman like that. Bunch of wusses.' Saiki shifted his eyes to his classmate for the next few years and sighed. He turned around to leave until he heard a voice.

"Saiki? What're you doing here?" Saiki froze in place. He shifted his head towards [Name] and sighed.

"I heard noises coming from here and saw him passed out." He gave a white lie. It worked as [Name] nodded and gathered his things.

"Well, I'm gonna go now. Take care Saiki!" [Name] grinned and waved to him as he walked away. Saiki just blankly stared at him as he turned around and made his way home. He couldn't help but be a little disappointed that he once again didn't have a normal classmate. But he is glad that Baji [Name] doesn't have attention drawn to him easily like one of his classmates. (Teruhashi)

Meanwhile, [Name] over here couldn't help but feel like Saiki lied to him just now but let it go since he thinks that he might've just lied to cover for himself. But he could care less as he opened his door leading to his new living quarters.

He greeted his mom and made his way back into his room. He took off the glasses that were sitting on his face and untied his hair. He let his long hair run down his back as he sat in his bed. He sighed and grabbed his phone and saw he had a few messages from his former gang members. Especially a certain person sporting an undercut. He smiled and started texting his friends back and stopped once he had to get busy with chores.

What he didn't know was the events that would take place while he was gone.