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“Maybe.. I should put more effort into my appearance, yeah?… I looked pretty yesterday, after school.. Maybe I can do the same thing, just with my uniform..”
You talk to yourself out loud, e/c eyes staring at yourself in the mirror of your makeup desk. Your hands raised to run them over your f/c bonnet, eventually pulling the silky fabric from your hair to reveal its been braided up. Your hair has been growing, so the braids were long, though it wouldn’t take much longer since your moms would be helping you.
“I’ll do my hair too, maybe.. Should I put on mascara and curl my lashes too?”
Leaning onto the desk, your hands go to cup your cheeks, bottom lip pushing outwards as you slightly pout. The three woman soon burst through your door, as they always did to see if they had to persuade you to go. Usually, they’d fail and you’d either not show up or be late for school. At the sight of you already looking in the mirror, they freeze, looking between each other.
“Lady L/n? You’re up already? Oh, that’s so nice!”
“This Miyamura boy must be doing wonders if you’re actually getting ready to go to school..”
Masuyo smacks Honoka on the back of her head before hurrying to the closest.
“Okay, let’s get you done-up for school! It seems you’ll be paying more mind to yourself, so do you wish to wear the sweater this time? Or the coat uniform?”
Y/n glances over to look, while her hair was being unbraided by Suka and Honoka.
“Hmmm.. What do you guys think?”
The dark brown haired female, the one who went to the closet, goes to grab the sweater.
“This one, it’s a little big, but it’ll enhance your beauty. Cute girls wear oversized clothing, right?”
She hums and the others onto agreed.
“Oh! Good observation, Masuyo!”
“You’re going to look so cute today, Miss L/n!~ all the boys are gonna want to be your boyfriend~”
Their words felt a little over exaggerated, but you didn’t deny it. It would be nice to feel beautiful or pretty for a change, cute too.
“Okay.. The sweater it is, then.”
At choosing what to wear, now the three women began to work on your hair. The braids left your healthy curls more intense now they’d be more than that when water and some curling lotion. As your hair was being worked on, your eyes stared at your body, the burns and scars would ruin the cute look you planned to have.
..If I would have fought back then, I could show off my arms.. A little leg, too..
You frown momentarily, soon deciding to ignore it by doing your makeup. The drawer opens to reveal a decent amount of different cosmetic brands, digging through it to find the one you mostly use, before the quick process began.
“Will you and Miyamura be hanging out after school today?”
Honoka asks while brushing Y/n’s hair.
“I’m not sure, but probably. We might grab something to eat after school today though.”
Asuka brushes the other ends of the young teenage girl’s hair, humming slightly.
“Okay Miss L/n, that sounds good. Please update us if anything changes. I’m gonna go make you a small, quick breakfast.”
She waves off the maid as she leaves, the ones that remain eventually step away to look over her hair to see if they got it all. Their hands run through it, pull it outwards, just to watch them softly bounce back down.
“You’re gonna look so gorgeous today, L/n.”
“Mhm, so pretty! Make sure to tell us if you get asked out by any boys today~”
The shorter one coos, causing the other to do the same.
“Seeing you like this makes us so happy!”
Honoka smiles as Asuka says this, and she soon grabs the woman’s hand to pull her towards the door.
“We really are, Miss L/n. Don’t forget to live life to the fullest, you won’t stay young forever dear!”
With those words from the older women, you were finally left alone. Then there’s silence, you were sat on the small stood, thinking of the sudden changed. Maybe dressing up wouldn’t be such a good idea, yet girls do it all the time.
Why so to any different with you?
There is no difference.
Stop overthinking everything, and just do it.
So you did.
Your hair was into a cute little style, half up and half down, with your edges done in those slick and cute little swirls. Your makeup was something very light and natural, lashes curled with mascara, and clear lipgloss coated your lips so they’d look a little juicier than usual. The outfit was different from the usual, but not too much. You only changed the school’s coat uniform with an oversized sweater. Everything was completely finished, and you now stood staring at the large body mirror, quietly examining yourself.
..I’m so nervous, maybe this wasn’t a good idea.. Ugh, everyone’s gonna stare at me..
A hand raised or brush over your cheek.
..It’ll only be for a little, then they’ll forget I even existed. Right, duh Y/n..
Excited, anxious, and frightened all at the same time, you grab your bag for school as well as other things you might need, before leaving the room.
..You’ll get use to it, looking at yourself in a better light.. Just take a deep breath and do it..
Y/n attempts to reassure yourself with her thoughts, looking over at her moms while two of them work in the kitchen and the other one sits at a stool. The sound of your footsteps caused their eyes to snap in your direction, loud gasps filling the room. Pochi pops his head from around the corner of the little metallic garbage can to hurry over and hum around you, his tail wagging happily at the sight of his master.
“Hello, pochiiiii~”
She coos, kneeling to run her hands through his fur and scratch behind his ears, eventually he lays on the floor while receiving belly rubs. Y/n eventually stands up and walks over to the woman, going into the kitchen to wash her hands.
“Miss L/n! You look so cute!”
“Such a pretty girl!”
“Aweee, our baby is growing so fast.. I think I’m gonna cry? I think I’m gonna faint?”
You were drying off your hands, throwing the damp paper towel in the trash.
“H-hey, calm down.. It’s not that big of a deal, I just put a little effort into my appearance.. That’s all.”
Y/n says while going to run the back of her neck, Asuka straightens up from her seat on the stool.
“And that’s exactly why we’re so happy, Miss L/n. You didn’t care about anything, your looks, impressions, getting up in the morning..”
Your lips shift to slightly part.
“Now you do.. You want to look nice, you’re actually taking time to get ready and you did such a good job.”
She smiles, Masuyo is finished with your food, holding your breakfast on a small green plate.
“Do you know how excited we all were to help you get ready to hang out with that boy? It reminded us of when you were younger.. You were so adorable, and you still are.”
Their words made you feel a little emotional, but you tried not to cry seeing as this mascara was not waterproof. Gently taking the plate, you looking at the three of them with a kind and appreciative expression.
“Thank you guys.. For always being there for me when my parents couldn’t. I’m so grateful for all of you, ya’know? You guys are like my ma.. I always refer to you guys as that.”
Your gaze lowered to the plate.
“You three aren’t servants, never saw y’all as that. Honoka, Asuka, and Masuyo… You three are my mothers.”
Those words seemed to get to them, moreso the youngest of the two. The eldest, the one who cooked your food, steps over to gentle wrap an arm around you.
“We feel the same way, dear. Now please, eat or else you won’t have time to brush your teeth.”
You smile while leaning into her touch, going over to hug the other two mothers before sitting besides Asuka to hurriedly eat some food. You were handed a f/d beverage to help swallow it down, eventually your breakfast fairly quickly. Your teeth are brushed and you did some extra looking incase you almost forgot something, before leaving. You waved off your mother’s and pet the dog, to officially be off to schools looking very much approachable.
The anxiety of what reaction you’d get from this new apparel is hard to shake off. You didn’t place in turning back or skipping class, you were go the whole day looking like this. Your mind shifted to Izumi, and what he’d think of your new look. It wouldn’t be anything different from the movies besides a change in school uniform, yet you were still curious to his response and reaction. You decided to amp up your coolness by riding a skateboard to school, it would get you there faster and why not? Might as well go out all the way.
The school grew closer into view, your lips part, the nervousness still present.
You’d have to suck it up though.
“Ah, ‘Scuse me—“
You say while passing by a few people on your skateboard, causing it to come to a stop. Some students glance over at you, eyeing your appearance while other carry on. A little hum leaves her lips to help calm your nerves, walking into the school and down the hallway. Again, the outcome is the same. A few people watch you walk as others pay you no mind whatsoever, the calmness of it really helps you chill. Stopping at your locker, you open it to set the skateboard inside, then lock it. You eventually make it to class 3-1, stepping through the sliding door. Your nerves it back harsher when some of the class glances over at you, their faces looking away while others shift a little in surprise.
“Sorry, ‘scuse me..”
You mutter softly, a group of male teens move out your way, them apologizing themselves while they gawk at you with interest. You walk past a purple haired male and brunette, along with a blonde, to evening get to the raven haired male.
“Miyamura, hey.”
A hum, the raven haired male glances up in the direction of your voice.
“Ah, hello L/n—…”
His pale blue eyes widen at the sight of your appearance, his lips falling flat. Your lips purse, but you step over to sit behind him, which he turns around to face you.
“Hey.. What’s with the new look?—“
“—Is it bad?”
He shakes his head.
“O-oh, no.. Certainly not. Quite the opposite.”
You smile proudly, going to lean into your desk as your chin rests against your palm.
“Good. Was hoping so.. Nothing, just wanted to put some effort in. That’s all.”
The raven haired male hums, his finger pointing to your desk.
“Someone left a drink on your desk again, what flavor is it this time?”
He spoke as if to change the subject, yet Y/n didn’t seem to realize. She goes to grab it, looking at the words that settled on the cool can.
“Pineapple-Mango.. Ooo, that actually sounds tolerable. They manage to make a good choice this time.”
The soda is placed into your bag that settled next to you on the floor, before resuming your spot.
“What book are you reading this time?”
“Huh? Oh, it’s a dark thriller..”
Izumi was in the process of showing you a bit he was reading when that same purple haired male came walking over.
“Hey, uh, L/n.. Right?”
Glancing over you lift your eyes to him, nodding. You don’t say anything, but wait for a reply.
“You nice look today.. Your hair, healthy—very looking..”
You smile puzzlingly, trying not to crack a grin-shifting laugu at his mixed up words.
“Thank you…?”
By your expression and words, he could tell you were trying not to laugh at him. His face fell, but he forced a smile to stay.
“Yeahh.. Your welcome..”
His words end out very low towards the end and he decided that was enough embarrassment for this morning, so he rigidly walks back to his desk and sits down almost robotic like. The blonde covers her mouth while looking away, trying not to giggle at her friends horrible attempt. The brunette girl does the same, chucking only a little bit, though her light brown eyes shift over to gaze past Y/n to stare at Miyamura. You take not of this, but decide to ignore it and talk more to the raven haired boy, bringing back up the book he had been previously referring to.
Classes today went better than expected, a few people complimented your hair, yourself, and appearance. You were even approached by a few boys during physical education in hopes of you being single, you were indeed that, but rejected all 3 of the ones that asked. This all seemed too good to be true, but you didn’t mind it too much. This attention was a little strange, but it did boost your confidence a little bit. Class eventually came to an end and it was time to leave, Y/n hummed slightly to yourself as she was putting some books away in your backpack when a voice suddenly said her friend’s name.
“Miyamura,”
You glanced up, lips falling flat at the sight of that same brunette from before.
“Gotta sec?”
It only made you tense, watching as he agreed to talk to this random girl. You wondered what she wanted with your friend, your things were packed and you placed your bottom on a random desk, hands resting on your chin in wait of the conversation to end. Your long lashes slightly hide your e/c irises that lower towards the floor, he said he’d be back so you two could walk home together, you just hoped that was still happening.
..Well, I guess it’s nice that he’s making more friends.. I can’t stop him from doing that, he deserves it.. Honestly hopes he makes more..
You smile gently, seeing Miyamura interact the others that aren’t you is scary, but very to witness.
“Hey, you’re cheesin’ over here. What’s on your mind?”
You tense, eyes glancing to see that same purple haired male.
“Oh, uh, nothing.. You’re still here? Why? Class is over, though?”
He goes to lean on the desk in front of you, his arms crossed as he smiles.
“I could ask you the same thing.”
“I asked first.”
“Fine, fine. Had to help out a friend look for something, it’s found now. Was coming back for my stuff and I saw you still sitting here. Just wanted to see if you’re doin’ alright..”
Y/n hums. He would usually do this, even before her and Izumi appropriately started to hang out, she always wondered why.
“Oh, thank you.. Again.. Yes, I’m fine. Just waiting on my friend.”
He hums.
“That Miyamura guy?”
You nod, soon straightening your back to look over at him.
“I’m sorry, but what’s your name again?”
He goes to rub the back of his neck.
“Ishikawa Tooru, a pleasure.”
Y/n goes to stick out her hand, his brows raised a little.
“My names L/n F/n, it’s nice to officially meet you as well, Ishikawa.”
He thinks this is kinda cute and goes to shake your hand, seeing it as an American thing, when you really just wanted to see how big his hands were or if they were rough—like you did with Miyamura. Ishikawa’s hands were pretty soft and they were much bigger than yours, pretty warm too. Eventually, you both release each other’s hand, but the young man did comment on it.
“Your hands are so small, but your fingers are boney. Kinda reminds me of spider legs.”
His words caught you off guard, especially when he chuckled a small bit. In response, you laughed a little, because it was funny.
“What? That’s so mean, hehe.”
The two of you share a little laugh before the door to the classroom slides open, revealing the two that had left not to long ago.
“Ah, Miyamura—“
You got off the desk, slightly turning to grab your bag, then patiently waited as he walked over.
“Hey, sorry.”
He says while going to bend over and grab his bag.
“Ishikawa? What are you doin’ still here?”
The young man goes to grab his own bag, then gestures to the other female.
“I was keeping L/n company while she was waiting on her friend.”
The brown haired female hummed before going over to her desk to make sure all her things were settled within her bag.
“Oh, well that was nice of you.”
Y/n and the raven haired male had finally finished packing, the two waved off their classmates before leaving the room. The walk was silent between the two, not saying much as they headed down the hallway, having to stop at your locker to grab your skateboard.
“So Ishikawa was keeping you company, huh?”
Izumi breaks the silence as you wiggle the nod of your lock.
“Yeah, he did. He’s nice, and funny. When I shook his hand after we re-introduced ourselves, he said my hands were small but my fingers were boney..”
It finally unlocks and your locker opens.
“It reminded him of spider legs. Can you believe he said that to me?”
She chuckles, taking out her skateboard, closing the door once more.
“It’s a little odd, though.. I’m so used to being.. alone and away from people, I’m surprise being bullied didn’t affect how I interact with others.”
You bend down to grab your bag, the board in your other arm.
“But I’m glad that extroverted and outgoing side of me is still there.”
A faint smile is given before they continue walking down the hallway, to the front entrance/exit doors of the school.
“I’m glad too, you deserved all the attention you for today. I hope after today, you’ll start meeting new people and make more friends.”
A small hum, that brunette flashes through your head in a flash, and you try not to grimace.
“Yeah, thanks… You too.”
Finally out the school and walking down the sidewalk, you two begin your usual journey home. The talking had began to flow as it usually did after the tense silence was interrupted, now the two of you spoke about school and other interests. Then you asked a common question you usually did once you were sleeping in your own home again.
“Hey, can I come over today? And can I bring Pochi? Oh, I was thinking that we could go somewhere too. It’s a restaurant though, I was thinking we order online and pick up, so we can watch some movies.”
Miyamura’s face lit up at the idea as he glances over at you, but he paused, then looked ahead.
“Sorry Y/n, I.. Can’t today.. You know that girl, the one who pulled me aside to talk?”
A little nod is given.
“She wants me over, but for her little brother. It’s because I helped him out from this dog and stuff..”
Your shoulders slouch a little, but you nod.
“Sure, that’s fine.”
You look ahead and don’t say anything else. The quiet is.. Somewhat unpleasant, it felt tense, kind of like in the classroom.
“You want to come too? I’m sure wouldn’t mind. You two could—“
“—No, it’s okay. She’s expecting you alone, not me there too. I don’t know her yet..”
You look over and smile another faint smile.
“Thanks though. Maybe.. Next time.”
He nodded his head.
“Yeah, sure. Sounds good..”
The quietness was back, still feeling tense yet again. She decided it would be best if she had just left, so Y/n goes to toss her board on the floor.
“I’m gonna head on home. Catch you later.”
“…Okay, see ya later.”
You give a slight wave of your hand before pushing yourself a little, soon taking off and away from the raven haired male, trying your best to ignore a swelling feeling inside your chest.