Bullied! France x Popular! Strong! Reader
It was a normal school day again. As usual, Francis walked in and headed straight for his lockers only to be blocked by some bullies along the way.
"Hey! Frog! Where's my homework?" Kenny asked, pinning him to a nearby locker. "I don't have it..." Francis said. Kenny and his friends punched him in the stomach and dropped him on the ground and kicked him once or twice. "You fucking rapist. I guess it's time for your punishment again." Kenny laughed.
His friends started to kick him and step on his back. They even ripped his uniform. Francis just laid there and cried silently. He heard Kenny start a running kick. When he prepared for the impact, he felt nothing, heard nothing. All but one voice that belonged to a female.
"HEY! KENNY! YOU FUCKING BEATING HIM AGAIN YOU DICKFACE?!" (Y/N) yelled, tossing her backpack near the boys' bathroom, making Kenny laugh. "Oh look it's miss popular. What'cha gonna do? Hit me with your little pink purse?" He teased and stood in the middle of the hallway. Everyone was watching at this point. "Give me your best shot, princess."
(Y/N)'s eye twitched at the word 'princess'. She absolutely hated being called that. She started running at him at an insane speed and punched him right in the stomach that sent him flying for a few feet. Everyone's jaws dropped. Kenny stood up, clutching his stomach.
"Why you--!" He started, only to be stopped getting kicked by (Y/N) where the sun doesn't shine. He groaned in pain. (Y/N) picked him up by the shirt and took off her basebalk cap, letting her hair fall down, "Listen here, asshole. If I see you, or anyone in this school, harm him. You'll fucking end up in the hospital for a concussion, a broken nose and broken bones. Got it?!" She yelled. Kenny and his gang could only nod in fear. She dropped him and watched them scurry away.
(Y/N) looked at everyone watching and smiled sweetly at them, "You can continue what you were doing now~." And so they did, shivering a bit at her bipolar nature. She walked towards Francis who was on the ground. She held out a hand to him. "C'mon Francis."
Francis looked up at her and took her hand. "Th-thank you." He coughed. "Tsk. Look what they did to ya. C'mon. Let's get you fixed up." She said, pulling him to the boys bathroom.
Francis then realized that a girl, a girl was in the boy's bathroom(A/N: not a big deal really -_-"). "Y-you don't mind being here?" Francis asked, "If I did I would've never went in here now would I?" (Y/N) chuckled, making Francis blush from embarrassment.
"Your clothes' are all messed up and torn. Hmm...Ah. I know." (Y/N) ran outside, picked up her backpack from outside and running back in. "I have a bunch'a friends here and they can get their uniforms messed up. So I have these uniforms." She said, handing him a pair of new uniforms. "Merci..." Francis started, not knowing her name, "(Y/N). My name's (Y/N)." "Merce, (Y/N)." Francis said, going into a stall to change.
After he did, (Y/N) took his old clothes, "I know how to sew, so I'll be fixing your clothes." She said, putting them in her bag. "Now...you're hair's a bit messy. Lemme tie it for you." She grabbed a hair tie and tied his hair down in a slightly messy ponytail with two side-bangs in front.
"Merci. Merci (Y/N). For everything." Francis said, hugging her, (Y/N) hugged back. "No problem. Hey. You can hang out with me and my friends ya know. I have the same classes as you so you really should. I'll ask the teachers if I can sit next to you, m'kay?" (Y/N) smiled.
A few months have gone by and Francis made best friends like Gilbert and Antonio. Francis also developed a huge crush on (Y/N) ever since she helped him.
"You really need to tell zhe frau zhat you love her und you vant to be her her boyfriend. Kesesesesese." Gilbert laughed and teaser Francis, making him blush slightly, "It's true, mi amigo. You really should before someone else gets her. Not like anyone besides you will..." Antonio whispered the last part. "What?" "Nothing." Antonio smiled.
Francis decided to confess during lunch.
~During lunch~
"(Y/N) may I talk to you for a couple of minutes? In private?" Francis asked, "Sure. Let's go to the field." (Y/N) said, grabbing his hand and running over there.
Once they reached the field, (Y/N) asked "So what did you need to talk about?" Francis blushed lightly and held her hands. "U-um...(Y/N)...ever since I first met you, I was thankful. As time passed I grew feelings for you, really really big feelings. What I'm trying to say is..." Francis said, but before he could finish he pulled (Y/N) into a kiss. He was surprised that she kissed back. "...jet'aime. I love you (Y/N). I really do. Will you be my girlfriend?" He asked.
"OUI~!" (Y/N) tackled him with a hug and kissed him again but this time with more passion.
Ever since then the two were unseperable.
