Tendou Satori x Reader :Stationed Satori:

:Stationed Satori:
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Taking the train to school was fun for Satori, get on, get looks, get off.

Just knowing what he does to other people, entertains him…

Waiting for the motioned train to pause in front of his body, the doors finally lose their blurred view and open smoothly.
Stepping into his daily form of transportation and looking around the many empty seats, his eyes land on a girl.

A girl who sat lazily.
A girl with the messiest hair he’d ever seen, including his own.
A girl who’d kept her eyes on the ceiling the whole time.

She was absolutely beautiful, she didn’t even seem to stare at him either.

Sure, he’d learned to ignore the rude comments and hurtful stares he used to receive, very often, and something about it gave him good feelings.

But she gives him different feelings, just by a glance she seems to bother him more than any other person ever could.

Deciding to take a seat across from her line of vision, she drops her gaze from the ceiling to his hair, his eyebrows, then his eyes.

She smiles at him, warm and genuine.

Surprised, he raises his eyebrows and continues his awkward staring.

After a good amount of uncomfortable staring, he decides to shoot a conversation starter, ’do you like manga’, ‘do you like volleyball’, ‘do you feel like running right now?’.

Regular stuff.

She presses a button on her headphones and slips them off, looking back up to his eyes.
He can’t seem to use his skill right now, the special one, the one that makes him ’The Wonder Boy Satori!’

What does he do when someone starts a normal conversation?
He only gets dull reactions from Ushijima, so maybe things might not go wrong?

“Hello!” The girl finally piped out.
Trying to conjure up an appropriate reaction for her satisfaction, he wonders what those suave anime boys would do.

“Hi~”

She chuckles at his obvious attempts, and he smacks his cheeks to cover up the threatening redness.

Satori was in a very weak position, she was unpredictable, he couldn’t see any reliable outcomes.

Mentally cursing at his adorable schoolboy advances, he begins to open his mouth to learn more about the unidentified female, but the train stops and she gets up…

Immediately getting discouraged at her retreating body, he becomes extremely happy when he finds her eyes meeting his like in those shoujo mangas he reads.
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Returning to the same everyday train hoping that pretty stranger would be there, he smiles his brightest of smiles when he sees her sitting in her exact same spot, hair and all.

Sitting in his previous spot, they share the same glance.

“What’s your name?”
Deciding to start with the advice he’d received from Ushijima the day before

Happily complying with his question she puts her phone in her backpack, she looks up to him.

(L/N)(F/N)

She’s pretty, she’s got a beautiful name, and she’s stuck in his mind.

Mentally noting her name, he tells her his own.
Then the two end up in a whirlwind of topics, latest animes, mangas, movies, favorite things, school, just everything he’s ever wanted to talk about with someone, someone like him.

Both losing sight of what’s important, the train comes to a halt, doors opening and people bursting, (F/N) grabs her things and moves closer to the boy.

A closer view of her eyes, it felt like the whole damn world was shaking, he felt as if he was losing something, but it wasn’t painful, it was as if a piece of his weeb self belonged to her now.

It was pleasant…

Sharing a couple of stories with each other and vaguely learning about each other’s lives he can’t feel any of the judgemental stares or hear the hurtful words people would whisper about to one another.

Waiting for a reply from her shorter frame she speaks something he hasn’t heard before, “I really like your hair…”

Tendou ‘s face became a light shade of pink when she reached to touch his wild red locks, then her own face became red when she noticed she’d taken action on her admirations for him.

Quickly pull down her hand and looking at him like she’d been caught committing a crime and spewing out a billion apologies, Tendou grabs her hand and places it back in his hair.

Her eyes grow only a bit, but he knows he’s done right when that gorgeous smile of her’s shows itself to the world.

He couldn’t believe how fast he was falling for this girl, faster than he’d ever hope to at least.

Still looking at one another like they were the only ones in the car, their own little world was shattered into pieces when his stop became noticed, He began to rise from his seat whispering a ‘goodbye’ to her stature, she suddenly shoves something into his hand and waves him off.

Exiting the train station and looking at the note in his hands, his eyes were overjoyed to find the paper stained with ink forming numbers, her contact numbers.

Ushijima could never understand how happy his friend is right now.