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"Boss! I'll throw out the trash and use my break!"
"Yeah, whatever. You do you kiddo"
I quickly grabbed the keys and slapped the hands of my co-worker. Alerting them of my presence and getting them to put their trash on the bag.
"Hey (L/N), Got good grades yet?" Said one of my seniors in a mocking tone, So naturally I'll reply back in a cheerful manner.
"Two digits higher than your chances of finding a girlfriend, Senior-san"
"...Fuck off (L/N) (Y/N)."
Laughter erupted from the kitchen before we all got scolded by the boss. I did what was necessary anyways, Who asks a working student about their grades anyways?! That should be a rule! Never ask the grades!
After all, Numbers are different from a person itself!
I opened the door and carried the trash bag towards the dumpster. Seeing the stars illuminate the sky made me feel like welcoming tommorow with a smile
Even though I'm not really an aspiring astrologist or anything...
I closed the dumpster and wiped my forehead with my shoulders, it should be the last task i have for today!
Mentally checking my list, I did some light and basic stretching before reaching out to the door
...
In the corner of my eye, i saw two small cubes that you'd usually see hanging in the mirror of a car. A blue and yellow cube to be precise.
If you were to think that I'd count it as a random trash, You would be wrong. After all, Those specific color scheme is famous on the school...
"Stage diver-san?"
I called. And the cubes shook. Eureka! It's the person who dived to the floor during the school festival!
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Who was she again?
...
Ehh nevermind... All i remembered was her being a student on the same school as I go to, so naturally Students help each other! Even in homeworks!
"Are you fine, Diver-san? No one usually sits near the road you know... Unless you're homeless or anything..."
"E-eh?! N-no i wa- er... I am... Uhh"
God, Please let me learn how to translate the following sentence.
Or was this advance english?!?
"...You... Aren't lost or anything... Right?" If you were, You'd be a disgrace to the Shuka High school Uniform!
"N-no! I w-was! E-eh... Uhm... I wasn't...."
"So you are lost."
"Y-yes..."
The hell was the advanced english for?
"Geez, The last train already went by like minutes ago..." I muttered as I looked at the time. It's already 1:30 AM! How'd she get lost that bad?!?
"Sorry..."
Even though her voice was quiet, It sounded like she didn't mean it anyways...
No wait, why is she apologizing to me?!?
I looked around before crouching next to her "Name's (Y/N) (L/N). Third year of Shuka High. I saw your performance a few months back and i have to say, You did pretty well while using a can" I tried distracting her with some random topic, which seemed to lighten her up???
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Lost and Found
Fanfiction( Hitori Gotoh x Male Reader ) Who would had ever known that taking out trash can lead to a meetup? (Y/N) was a victim of such fate. Because god knows why the famous stage diver was sitting by the road. [ Hi I'm back and no i still don't own shit ):...
