Hey Do You Do Yansim Character X Reader?

Hey do you do Yansim Character x Reader?

If you can, can you do a Toga one?

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every time i've found a lick of internet fame it has been for x reader fic, so i hope this one lives up to your hopes!

aaaaaaand this is also the last request that i received! i've gotten a few more since closing them so i'll save them for the next time i open requests but right now i can't say when that is. thanks to everyone who asked for a oneshot and i hope you all liked them!

ok now for the fic

You confidently stepped onto the grounds of Akademi at 6:30 AM, meters behind the student council. You couldn’t join their meeting, but you could still do favors for the teachers. Every second of your time was effort spent towards securing your future; getting into Akademi was step one, and joining the student council would be step two. There wasn’t exactly a spot open, but if you proved your dedication and your worth as a model Akademi student, perhaps they’d let you join anyway. Besides, it would make your mother happy, and that’s all you really needed.

After running whatever errands you could find, you stood with the gym teacher to welcome the other students into Akademi and let her complain about her desk work. If a student tripped on the road, you were there. If a shoe locker got jammed, you were there. Every little bit would raise your reputation and social standing, nudging the lock to the student council. The teachers were already very impressed with you, it wouldn’t be long before you won over the students. Your grades were already pristine. Nothing would stand in your way.

Except for this student who had just bumped into you while you walked around school looking for things to do. “Sorry!” he said with a smile. 

“Oh, it’s fine!” 

He stepped to the left. You stepped to the right. You both took one step in the opposite direction. The dance went on for a moment until he laughed. “Allow me, I’m the one who bumped into you.”

You tilted your head, peering at him. Perhaps this was an opportunity. “You seem distracted. Is something bothering you?”

“Bothering me?” he parroted. “Hm… I guess you could say so. I’m not the type to dump my problems onto strangers, though.”

Bingo! “We’re not strangers!” you insisted. “I know exactly who you are - Toga Tabara, class 3-2. You’re in the room above me, so you’re my senpai. Schoolmates aren’t strangers at all!”

Toga stepped back as you leaned in, an awkward smile on his face. “You’re very forward, huh? Is it normal to pay that much attention to other students…?”

Oops - you’d made him uncomfortable. You stepped back and cleared your throat to calm yourself. “Uh, well, maybe not. I just make a point of it so I can help out.”

Toga blinked before snapping his fingers in understanding. “I’ve heard of you! You’re the tr- uh, the good samaritan!”

“So my reputation precedes me! That’s good to hear. My point being - if you need help, I’m the one for the job. Do you wanna sit and talk somewhere?”

Toga stared at you for a moment in contemplation before shrugging. “‘Guess we both don’t have anything better to do, so sure.” 

The two of you walked away from prying eyes to the western fountain and sat at one of the benches there. “So what’s on your mind?” you asked. Toga began to explain that he was feeling anxious about graduation creeping up on him since he didn’t know what he wanted to do after Akademi. He’d already tried all of the clubs the school had to offer, but none of them piqued his interest, so now all he could do was pace the grounds and think about it. “My parents aren’t really pressuring me about it, which is probably a good thing, but it’d be nice to get some advice and support too.”

“Well, that’s why I’m here…” 

Toga raised an eyebrow. “You sound kind of uncertain.”

He was right. You’d always known what your life would hold. Be a model student, take any opportunity you could, increase your social currency, and profit. The four-step plan had been drilled into you since you were a child. You couldn’t relate to Toga’s struggles at all, but that didn’t mean you were ready to give up. “Nope, I got this under control! Let’s see, you didn’t like any of the clubs…” You searched your mind for solutions, but none came up easily. You rubbed your thumb over your knuckles - you had a habit of chewing on them when you were deep in thought, and your mother had scolded you for not taking better care of your hands, so you tried to beat the habit. But the urge distracted you from thinking clearly.

After a while, Toga smiled as if he had given up. “Like I said, it’s not an easy-”

“So!” you interrupted, standing up from the bench. “I know exactly what I want to do, and I talk to lots of different people every day, so… how about you follow me around and help me out? Just for a couple of days! Maybe you’ll find something you want to do!”

Toga blinked. “Uh… will that really work?”

“Of course!” you lied. 

Staring at you a moment before, Toga sighed. “Well, I’ll try anything once.”

You clapped your hands together. “Let’s start tomorrow, then! Make sure you’re at school by 6:30 tomorrow, okay?”

“Wait - you go to school that early every day?”

“Of course! I gotta help out the teachers. It’s not that much earlier; don’t worry about it. I’ll see you tomorrow!” Satisfied with your decision, you walked off to find the next person who needed help. Hopefully their problem won’t be as difficult.

~

As promised, Toga showed up at school about the same time you did, and he helped you with everything you usually did. You were surprised to find that teaching him was actually kind of fun, and it even made the work a little easier. He also helped you with the various tasks students asked you to do and kept up a cheerful personality the whole time to make them feel more reassured. By the end of the day, the two of you had accomplished a lot together.

You stretched as you headed to the shoe lockers. “That was a productive day! Thanks for all of your help, Tabara-kun. How did you like it?”

“Hmm… I don’t know how much I’m into doing odd jobs for other people. Do you really do this every day?”

“Of course! I have to do this much if I want to get into the student council.”

“Is that why you try so hard?”

“Obviously! If I want to build up my social currency and get a good job after graduating university, I need to secure the most lucrative positions around me.” When you looked up at Toga, you saw him frowning. “Is there something wrong with that?”

“No, no… well-” But before he could continue, you heard snickering nearby.

“Oh my gawd,” you heard a familiar drawl drone. “Did they really drag Tabara into their shenanigans? I wonder what that’s all about?”

“I heard Tabara was in every single club last year. Looks like he has nothing better to do than follow the tryhard around!”

“It’s so annoying how they keep up this can-do attitude. Like, get a life? Everyone’s sick of their fake-ass personality already.”

“Oh my gawd, Musume, that’s so mean!” The two girls laughed as they walked away. They hadn’t even tried to keep their voices down. You stood in place, staring down at the ground.

Toga scoffed. “I cannot believe they’re just allowed to parade around acting like such bitches. Are you okay?”

“Of course I am,” you said. “Yesterday… you almost called me tryhard, right? I know that’s what everyone thinks of me. But I can’t stop until I’m in the student council. It’s for my future. Mom told me that people would be jealous of my drive. That’s all it is.”

Toga frowned. “Your mom, huh? Is this her idea?”

You shrugged. “It’s normal for a parent to plan for their child’s future, right?”

“Wait - it is, but to this extent? You shouldn’t be doing all of this unless you want to. I mean, do you really need to get into the student council for your work? What are you planning to do?”

“Obviously, I’m…” You trailed off. For some reason, you couldn’t remember what exact occupation you were going for. What were you going to major in in high school? Which career would give you the most upward mobility and the most social respect? What had mom said? She hadn’t said anything about that. You had no idea.

Oh.

You laughed. “That’s… that’s really embarrassing. I’m sorry, Tabara-kun. Looks like we’re the same, actually. I’ve always been told what to do, so I can’t decide for myself what I want. I should put a stop to this already… You can go home, if you want. I kept you too long.” You tried to keep your wavering voice steady. You didn’t want him to see your shame. You’d already shown him that you were a prideful hypocrite; he shouldn’t see your weak side.

But as you stood there quivering, Toga didn’t leave. He stood right next to you, wordless. Then, he spoke up. “I think… I think I actually know what I want to do.”

You looked at him, incredulous. “H-How did you decide?”

“Well… watching how eagerly you helped everyone today inspired me. I thought to myself that I wish I had that kind of drive, and then I thought about how fun it was to follow you around. So I’ve decided that, no matter where you go or what you do, I’m going to keep following you. That way we can figure everything out together.” Toga grinned. “How’s that?”

You blinked. “You… You can’t be serious.”

“As a heart attack,” Toga replied. “So don’t give up just yet, okay?”

Your brow creased and you felt tears burn your eyes. Swiping at your face before they could fall, you managed a smile. “Well, I don’t really have any right to stop you, so go ahead.”

“How about we meet up before we get to school tomorrow? Let’s get here at the same time as everyone else and talk about what it means to be happy. Actually, let me give you my phone number.” 

Swept away by him, you traded contact information and agreed to everything he suggested. He really was planning to spend every free moment together. You laughed. “You really go all in once you’re passionate about something, don’t you?”

“I learned from the best,” he said with a wink. Your heart skipped a beat, and for a split second you understood why Toga would decide to follow you. 

The two of you didn’t know what the future would hold - how to talk to your mom, what to do after graduation, all of it. But at the very least you wouldn’t be isolated by your indecision. Maybe that could be enough for now.