The Search (Tsundere X Reader)

Why Did It Have To Be You?

That day was the first day of the new semester. We were already settled into the school but there would be a few changes in the schedule with classes, along with mixing them up for few other students. Excitement was kept to a minimal at the time since not a lot had changed.

Except for me. :(

Because of a sudden flow of new students from other places or moving in midway trough the year, some of us, including me, had to be rearranged into new classrooms to properly fit the new students and more to come if they do. Unluckily for me, I was separated from Ayumi, and had to actually make friends like she told me to. This thought sent over a wave of insecurities which ended up triggering a tight knot in my stomach, a light head, and sweaty palms which I diagnosed as fear. Small talk, first of all, is my greatest weakness and makes me feel the most awkward. Even worse when it's I who has to start it. Second, and less extreme, I'm one of those people who cares deeply about what people think of me. I don't want to say something or act a certain way that'll make me look bad.

...Ichiro doesn't count on this one. I couldn't care less about how he thinks of me. I already know he looks at me like I'm an annoying brat. So what? He's the real problem, and if he spreads rumours I have no trouble standing up for myself. Besides, if others know me as a good person, he'll look like the bad guy and hopefully won't bug me again.

After getting my new schedule, I checked the next couple of classes I needed to prepare for. To my dismay, they were far from my old classes which meant I wouldn't be crossing paths with Ayumi between classes either. I felt all alone. There's always lunch. I thought, fighting for the bright side, and pressed on to my first class of the day.

"Room 025 alright, let's do it." I muttered for confidence and walked through the opened door. Luckily I was the first one in so far, and got to pick out the perfect seat for the rest of the year. I went for the very centre of the room. It's just where I feel most comfortable. The desks were big enough for two people, so I could find a good partner to have that'll help me get through this. I dusted off the seat next to me and slid it out a little just so it looked a little more welcoming for the other students.

Two girls entered the class. The way they were giggling and talking quite close to each other made it clear that they were best friends and obviously needed an open table for two. No worries, there was going to be tons more people to choose this seat next to me. So I remained unfazed by it.

Then a boy came in. He had a grey hoodie on and was carrying his books close to his chest. When he noticed my attention to him, he flashed a small, polite smile and turned to the back corner of the class. So he was shy, why should it bother me if he didn't want to sit by me? By the time the bell rings, there will be a new acquaintance ready for me in no time at all.

When the bell did ring, a large crowd of students squeezed through the door and rushed into all the seats surrounding me. Most of them were in pairs or groups so needed empty tables and the ones who weren't took an empty table to save for someone else, leaving the seat next to me to remain vacant. I looked disappointedly at the seat and a feeling of betrayal from the other students filled my thoughts. I tried holding my temper down nonetheless.

There's no good in letting everyone down about you when you're feeling a little moody. There's no good in acting moody. Don't be so moody! I repeated to myself behind gritted teeth.

I perked up when the door squeaked as someone walked in. I checked the room to see that the chair in my table was the last one. Confidently, I leaned back in my chair to see my semester partner.

Ichiro.. Ichiro?! I had to hold my breath to stop a loud, agonizing groan. With an angered huff I violently kicked the chair back under the desk.