Transfer
"Yuna, holy crap I'm so scared!" You yell at your phone, or your best friend on facetime, as you fling yourself onto your bed, face first. You guys have been calling for the past hour now, talking about your move to Karasuno High. She laughs gently.
"You're completely fine. Everyone is nice, or at least respectful, and the first years don't really make a big deal out of new or transfer students." She assures me.
"I know, you keep saying that, and I do believe you, but I don't know...all these random ass people. You're literally the only person I'll know there, and we don't even have the same class.....Nooo" You punch your pillow pretending it's whoever decided your class. Class 1-4. The college prep class. You're pretty good at studying and learning new information quickly, which is the reason why you end up in all the advanced classes.
"(Name), you are literally fine. I know the school. I've been here for one semester already. Also, you're likeable and pretty, so you're fine. And you should've expected for us to not end up in the same class. I take at least three supplementary classes after every finals. Omfg I'm so excited to spend the rest of the school year with you. Agh it's gonna be so fu- 'YUNA, DINNER!' Ugh..OKAY!" You think about what she said and it just scares you even more.
I'm likeable and pretty?????? Really???? No, she's just lying to make me feel better. You think to yourself. You know that she's just trying to calm you down, because she knows you are going to know nothing and no one while she has her whole life, social group, classes, clubs, and daily patterns set in Karasuno High already.
"I have to go eat dinner, but I will call you back either tonight or tomorrow. Don't be too scared (Name), I'll be with you the whole time. Goodniiiight!" She smiles, waves, and ends the call. The small beep at the end churns your stomach.
You almost cry. You don't even know why, but you feel like it.
Your room is silent. The words "likeable and pretty" keep running laps through your head.
That's what everybody at my last school told me, and look where I am now. Shit, this absolutely sucks.
You cover your eyes with your arm, laying on your bed, and soon fall asleep, tired of thinking about the transfer.
author's note:
This chapter is short, but the next one won't be! Thank you for reading so far! I hope you're enjoying it!
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FanfictionTsukishima Kei x fem reader!! You were always known as that one girl who was pretty, disliked by most girls, and worshipped by a select number of guys at school, but recently, (Name) decided to transfer schools because of terrible events and exper...
