This story is inspired by ITAZURA NA KISS/MISCHIEVOUS KISS anime and drama but this oneshot doesnt have the part where they live together and theres no obsessive kin-chan. Some parts are similar to the anime and drama.

The difference is Kotoko normal than reader whereas the reader is crazy af.  reader-chan is a thugdere in this. Enjoy the oneshot!♥

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'Oh look a bitch!'

'Oh look! Another one!' You thought quietly as a heartbreaker girl with a mini skirt passed by in front of you. Rolling your eyes, you walked down the entrance gates. You weren't even this cranky to insult in your thoughts everyone you see, but you were tired and every living thing in this world irritated you. Your knapsack was hanging loosely over your right shoulder, zippers all open as papers nearly fell off, but still, you did not give a single fuck about it. Your hair was all frizzled up and there were grey bags under your eyeballs. You held an envelope in your hand and it looked so horrible, plus the smell that was radiating was terrifying that nearly everyone in the area fainted.

"Oh-ho, well. Why would it smell bad, anyway?" Someone would ask. Well, maybe because you tried to make it smell good by spraying 8 brands of insect repeller, attempting it to smell good. Unfortunately, it fell into mud the moment you stepped out of your house. "So place some perfume, why don't you?" Someone would ask. Sorry, friend, but you only had insect repellers. "Then use them!" Someone would say. Well, fuck. You ran out.

So you scrubbed that motherfucker with shampoo like you've never scrubbed before. Then alas! A perfect, beautiful love letter.

Oh, yeah, I forgot. You were going to confess to the bitch of the campus, Tsukishima Kei, right about now.

Your eyes immediately widened as you saw Tsukishima Kei at the corner of your eye, looking like a bitch as usual. You beamed. "Oi!" You didn't mean it to sound too loud and non-girly but you were raised like a kung-fu master and nothing could change that.

He turned to face you with a stoic face on. "What?"

You made the most non-barbaric face you could ever muster as you held out the love letter with both of your hands. "I'm (Last) (First)! And I've liked you for a long time! Please read this!" You said in a determined voice as you bowed down, trying to act very polite. You were greeted by nothing but an empty reply. You held your head higher to take a look at him and was caught by surprise when he gave you a smirk.

"What's with the love letter? It doesn't even look like you've put effort into it."

Three..

Two..

One..

"Um, okay, hold up, bitch." You said, about to burst. You withdrew your arms and eyed him with a glare. "I scrubbed this motherfucker with shampoo and what do you do? What do you fucking do? You act like an ungrateful cunt! You know what? Fuck you. Fuck. You." You held up the awful love letter, raising your head up a little.

"Why would you even-"

"Shut up." You spat, "You're an asshole."

"Asshole, huh?" He gave you a smug smirk, "Then, I'll be going." He walked away like nothing even happened and that was enough to make you go mental.

You turned around and stomped your foot, glaring at his back as you crumpled the shampooed love letter in your hand, throwing it at a nearby bush. There were snickers and whispers around you.

Your face scrunched up, "What am I going to do?"
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"Oh, look! It's the girl who got rejected!" A guy yelled as you entered the classroom and everyone immediately whipped their necks to look at you.

"Shut up." You snarled at him, but he didn't seemed threatened at all. He howled with laughter as he smacked his thigh repeatedly, not even trying his hardest to stop laughing. You rolled your eyes, turning to the girl sitting on her chair.

"Hey, can I borrow this for awhile?" You asked with a smile, gesturing to the thick dictionary on her desk. She nodded.

"Thanks." You said, grabbing it with your hand and throwing it to him with such force that he fell off the table he was sitting on and hit a bunch of chairs with his head.

"Better learn what shut up means with that dictionary, bird brain. You're lucky I didn't rip your head off."

You walked away sassily like the boss bitch you are and sat down on your chair. Everyone immediately found their textbooks the most interesting thing ever and avoided your gaze as much as they can. You sighed. Peace, at last.

Nvm.

"Is it true that you confessed to Tsukishima Kei?!" Your mate for life asked in such a loud voice as she sat in front of you, your other best friend stood beside her. She seemed to catch the attention of your classmates, judging by the fact that they were secretly eavesdropping. You nodded nonchalantly.

She gave you a look of disbelief as she started in a strained voice, "You like him?" You nodded.

"After all this time?" She asked.

"Always." You replied, looking at her straight in the eye before laughing slightly.

"Only joking. I gave up on that sick freak just a day ago. Can't believe I even liked him." You sighed.

(BFF1) and (BFF 2) laughed. "You move on too fast." (BFF 2) pointed out.

You averted your gaze to her and replied, "Yeah. It's not like I'm going to cry and cut because of that ugly ass cunt. That bitch doesn't deserve my love."

They both grinned and just about (BFF 1) was going to say something, the bell rang.

"Well, talk to you later." You said as they waved and walked their way to their seats. You heaved a sigh as you watched your professor walk in, probably going to discuss about some boring stuff again. But you were confused as to why he was smiling hard and you almost thought that the principal was going to walk in any moment but was surprised when a guy you didn't know walked in.

You narrowed your eyes and studied his features. He had messy dark hair that you knew he barely combs and plus, he wore a pair of glasses. He was also quite pale but was really attractive. He looked like a rebel. Cue the high-pitched squeals from the girls.

"This is Kamogari Haru. He will be your classmate from now on, please treat him kindly." The professor said as Haru bowed politely. Then suddenly, the punk ass bitch that laughed at you earlier raised his hand.

Your professor looked at him. "Yes, (Punk Ass Bitch's Name)?" He stood up with his bulging black eye.

"Why are you so pale?" He asked Haru without a second thought. A random girl from the back rolled her eyes. "Omg, (Punk Ass Bitch's Name)! You can't just ask people why they're pale!" A couple of 'yeah!'s were heard in the background. Well you, you couldn't even care less since you weren't even paying the slightest attention.

The professor sighed. "Sorry, Haru, they're always like this." Haru gave him a grin. "Nah, it's fine. I prefer something like this, anyway."

The professor blinked, "Oh, okay. Then, please sit behind Ms. (Last Name)." Now, it was Haru's turn to blink. "You know, the girl that looks like a murderer." Your professor said, pointing at your figure that wasn't even listening at all.

"Ah." Haru laughed quietly.

Haru walked towards the chair behind you, with you completely unaware of it. A couple of hushed whispers and squeals were produced when he walked pass. Once he was beside your table, he turned to you.

"Hi." He smiled brightly. You turned to him and gave him a small wave. You might act like a prat sometimes but you weren't uneducated and mean like Tsukishigay. His smile grew wider and he sat down behind you. Then, your professor discussed about rocks and mountains and all that shiz.

You were too busy daydreaming to see Haru staring at you. No, actually he was just staring at the teacher.

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Although you looked like an unsocial twat, you were actually good at baseball. Whenever you hold a bat, you became an angry monster with the rage of 100000 suns. Pitchers would suddenly be scared of their job whenever it was your turn to bat. The pitcher throws the ball, and you'd hit that bitch with zero mercy. Well, that made you the captain of the team.

"All right! We need to practice catching at a distance because some of you haven't mastered it!" You said. You were wearing a cap together with your usual PE attire. You had a ball in your hand.

"Kazaki, stay at the back of-"

"Umm, hi."

You turned your head to see Haru with his usual messy hair. He was wearing his PE uniform. Everyone in the team transferred their gaze towards Haru, with curious expressions plastered on their faces.

You raised a brow, "Yes? Is there anything you need?"

"This is the baseball club, right?" He asked. You nodded, your eyebrow still raised. "I was wondering if I could join?" He continued.

You narrowed your eyes, "Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah." You started. "You want to join the baseball team? You know what you're signing up for, kid?" It wasn't everyday anyone would barge in and join the club. Baseball was a manly game and the ball was as hard as steel, plus the bat was fucking heavy.

He nodded as his eyes gleamed with excitement.

"You certain? The bats are heavy, y'know."

"Heavy bats? Cool!"

"100% sure? The ball is quite hard, might hit you."

"Hard ball? Cool!"

A grin was formed on your face soon enough, walking towards him. You pat his back harshly as the rest of the team just stood there with nervous expressions. They were probably thinking: 'This kid obviously doesn't know what he's signing up for.'

"You have passion! Welcome to the team, buddy!" You declared loudly. "Cool! Thanks!" He said with enthusiasm.

"Yeah. Just take this club seriously or I will judo-flip you into the lake. Understand?"

"Hell yeah!"

"Also, no flirting with girls. I don't want to hear members calling each other 'Babycakes'. Put your head in the game. Got it?

"Hell yeah!"

This guy literally does not care if he dies. . .

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"Hey, isn't that the girl who confessed to you a day ago?" Yamaguchi asked as he walked alongside the infamous blonde middle blocker of the volleyball club, Tsukishima Kei. "She's getting really comfy with that new student, ne, Tsukki?" They were currently passing near the field where the baseball team were practicing. He watched you slung an arm around Haru's shoulders as if the both of you were that close.

Before he knew it, a burning sensation urged him to go and backhand that dumbnut in the face. What were you doing? Touching that Haru guy freely, completely forgetting about him -

He immediately stopped himself after realizing what he was thinking. He scoffed silently. "It's not my business what that girl does." He muttered, averting his gaze away from the gym.

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After a week of hard practice, your team decided to go for barbecue in a popular restaurant - your treat. The team happily agreed and here you were, with the team, sitting on a rather large table you reserved.

"Thanks for the food, captain!" A member said, her voice muffled by the food in her mouth. She chunked a huge steak in her mouth. You grinned, "No probs."

She smiled and tried to say something but she suddenly coughed loudly, clutching her chest. Everyone stopped eating as they watched her choke like she's having a heat stroke or something. One of your members handed her water and another patted her back harshly, attempting to help her throw the steak out.

The choking girl gulped down the contents of the glass, placed down the glass and panted, causing all of you to breath out a sigh of relief.

"Don't gulp down a fistful of food down your throat all at once." The girl that gave her water sighed loudly.

The once choking girl gulped before smiling sheepishly, "Sorry, mom."

"Ugh, don't call me that. It makes me feel old."

The rest laughed at their antics. When it died down, Haru's eyes suddenly brightened, "Ne, ne, captain (F/N), do you-" he was rudely interrupted by the pitchy ringing of the bells hanging on the door. The team snapped their gazes to the door only to see a bunch of boys entering the room. At first, you were like 'nah, they're just guys' but then you saw familiar faces and there you realized that those boys were from the volleyball team.

Oh shit.

You saw Tsukishima enter and your eyes immediately widened. His eyes caught yours and he gave you a smirk. Your shock expression turned into an angry one as you gave him a murderous glare as if you were going to dropkick him any minute. 'How dare he smirk at me when he rudely rejected me?'

You turned away with a menacing look on your face as you gripped your chopsticks tightly, gas fuming from your ears. The team looked at you weirdly but when they saw Tsukishima, they were like, 'Oooooh, no wonder.'

"Hey capt, you all right?" Haru asked with his eyebrows raised, completely oblivious. The team gave him a 'damn, you're dead, bro.' look. Well, no one can blame him, he arrived after you got rejected by the tall beanstalk, so he probably doesn't know it was such a hard topic for you.

Your gaze snapped to him and you flashed him an oppressive look. Haru stared at you innocently. You curled your lips, attempting to form out a gentle smile but it turned out to be tight and creepy. The members wanted to tell you to stop smiling because it was creeping them out but it was too risky - you might murder them.

"Yes, I am all right." You said, trying to make it as gentle as possible but it was strained and forced.

Haru hummed, "As I was saying," he started, "do you want to go out tomorrow? I've got free tickets to the movie and was wondering if you could accompany me?"

Your bitter aura faltered, "Movie?" You asked, your eyes glistening with excitement. Haru looked at you before scratching the back of his head shyly. "Yeah."

You grinned, grasping his hands. "Oh, Haru! Of course I will! It's been a long time since I've went to the movies. Thank you soooo much-"

"I would like to borrow (F/N)." Someone from behind asked coldly. You turned your head to see Tsukishima with a scowl written on his features, clearly annoyed. You rolled your eyes and turned away, irritation showed on your face. "Just ignore him." You said to them and they nodded slowly.

'What's with him all of a sudden?' You thought to yourself as you continued to hold Haru's hand.

"(F/N), come with me." Tsukishima repeated in a warning tone. Without facing him, you protested in a mocking tone, "What if I don't?"

You heard him growl. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you from your seat. "Hey! Let me go! Let me go!" You said, trying to pry him off you, but he was too strong for you to handle. He dragged you out of the restaurant, ignoring your protests and yells.

"Tsukishima! Let me go, right now!" You demanded. He rolled his eyes and ignored you. He dragged you into a tight alleyway and threw you against the wall, with his hands at both sides of you; his eyes were casted downwards and his expression was as dark as night. You stared at him before exclaiming loudly, "What do you think you're doing?" You raised your hand but he pinned it against the wall.

"What do you think you're doing?" He interrogated, lifting his head up. Then you saw it. His eyes were filled with an angry glint and it almost left you speechless.

"What?" You questioned with a puzzled look. His face neared you slightly. "Why did you agree to Haru's invite?"

You furrowed your eyebrows. "What's it to you?"

"Why?" He pressed further.

You gave him an irritated sigh. "Because I want to! He's a great guy." You told him. You were beyond confused as to why he was acting like an overprotective boyfriend when in fact, he's just a guy who rejected your confession with no consideration of his words. "Why would you care, anyway?" You winced when his grip on your hand got tighter. He casted you a bitter look.

"Because I'm the one you like! Not him! You should only like me." He spat loudly. "I thought you knew better." He hissed.

Your eyes widened, enraged, you exclaimed. "What the hell is wrong with you? You rejected me! Is there any reason to keep on liking a guy that doesn't even like you back? You conceited-" you were interrupted when a pair of soft lips pressed against yours. You tried to process what was happening. Is this asshole really kissing you straight in the lips? His hands travelled down and caressed your cheeks, then down to your waist, pulling you closer to him. You instantly turned pink.

When you didn't kiss back, he pulled away, annoyed. "Why didn't you kiss back?"

You glared at him, your cheeks a rosy pink. "Well sorry, Mr.Jealous. It's not my fault you kissed me out of nowhere!"

He clicked his tongue, ignoring you. "That'll teach you a lesson not to talk to other boys." He crossed his arms, gaze averting away from you.

Your blush faltered as you gave him a mocking smirk. "So you were jealous!"

He blushed, "Shut up."

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Rushed the ending bcoz tired