❥︎Dude, what-?シ︎ || Pavitr Prabhakar X Reader || ♡Bᴏʏғʀɪᴇɴᴅ Sᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏs♡

╔When You Both First Talk To Each Other╝

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Second day of school and Y/N was still only beginning to get familiar with the things and people. So, when she somehow got lost on her way to her class while also running late, it was no surprise.

"Okay, where was it?"
Y/N walked on, her bag slung over her back, her eyes squinted as she looked around. Maybe, she should've asked someone for a tour. Nah, she had social anxiety, why should she?

Everyone had gotten to class and, she was more than certain that her hanging around the halls like this wouldn't end well. Detention was surely not a thing around here. About a while of searching later, she heard a loud voice, startling her.

"Hey, new girl!"

She instantly snapped her head in the direction of the voice.

'Oh, it's just that overly enthusiastic boy...wait, is he coming to me!?'

The obvious hit Y/N as she began panicking.

"AAH---I swear I wasn't staring at you yesterday-- the walls here are just really intriguing-" Y/N blurt out, immediately cringing afterwards.

The boy seemed confused although an amused smile stayed on his face.

"You were staring at me?" He questioned, his words having a teasing undertone to it.

"No, I wasn't," Y/N denied the accusation, backing away. "Why would I be??"

'What in Wattpad is going on-?'

The boy merely chuckled, gazing at the teen. "You're funny."

Y/N stared at him, a thought beginning to form in her mind as she eyed him up and down.

"Thank you..." She cautiously muttered, giving him a wary smile. With that, she backed away again. "I'll just go now. Bye, perso--"

"Pavitr Prabhakar," he smiled, introducing himself.

"Okay, by--"

"Wait, no!"

Pavitr called out, finally out of the second odd trance he was in, staring at her. The teen looked back at him, waiting for him to go on.

"Aren't you gonna go to class?" He asked to which Y/N nodded. "Well, then follow me!"

The H/C-haired girl watched as he held out his hand. She looked down at it, slowly reaching her hand out before suddenly he spoke up again.

"Wait, sorry, do you feel uncomfortable with holding hands?" He questioned, noticing how she seemed hesitant. Y/N looked up to meet his concerned face. "I'm sorry if you do, I didn't mean t--"

"It's fine," she replied, slowly taking his hand. "I'm okay."

Relieved, he nodded. As he walked on having Y/N follow behind, she smiled slightly. That was nice.

"So, why'd you move here, Y/N?" He asked, his tone having genuine curiosity in it. Y/N stole a glance at him before gazing at their intertwined hands. She rose her eyebrows, confused at how he knew her name.

'How does he--...oh, yeah, right.'

The obvious hit her when she realized they were in the same class. And, that she had to introduce herself in front of the whole class yesterday. A terrifying event.

°°°

"Do we have any new students here?"

Y/N raised her hand, awkwardly waiting for it to be noticed. A moment later, the older woman looked her way and nodded.