(A/N): Appearance wise is something along the lines of blonde spiky hair and blue eyes. Just think of that.
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Transferring around the spring time, Y/N Shiozaki, is your average teenager. Standing at around 6' 0", spiky blonde hair and blue eyes, he seemed to look like a foreigner, which he was. Being half-Japanese, his father being an American and having a Japanese mother, he knew a bit of Japanese as it was crucial to him since he'll be living in said place with his mother and younger sister.
Currently, Y/N was walking to the new school he was enrolled in, Sobu High. The spiky blonde haired teen yawned as he walked through the main gate and entered through the main door, his school uniform not lining up with the school standards. The two buttons of the shirt were left open, exposing a bit of his chest area, the collar of the shirt a bit disheveled. A makeshift necklace was wrapped around his neck, which was actually an empty shell casing from a gun. It came from one of his father's stories when he was in service, but still is. Unfortunately, due to his job, Y/N's father wasn't home that much so he was away overseas.
As he walked through the hall, he had gotten murmurs from the other students. He wasn't surprised, honestly. He was new here and he was never seen walking here. And it was quite possible that they were already viewing him as a delinquent due to the way he had dressed, but he thought little of it. From the letter he received from the mail, he was to head to the faculty room to receive his schedule. As he walked through the halls to his destination, he bumped into someone, which caused the other person to be knocked to the floor.
Y/N sighs. "Sorry. Wasn't paying attention. You alright?"
"Yeah. Just fine," the blue-haired girl responded.
Y/N took a moment to examine her. She was of average height with a slender build, her long pale blue hair extending down to her waist. She had short choppy bangs, the color of her hair complimenting her pigeon blue eyes. His eyes had then drawn lower, especially down to her legs.
"Uh, are you just going to stand there?", the girl questioned.
Y/N shook his head and extended his hand out. "Sorry about that. And again, sorry for knocking you down."
The girl took Y/N's hand. "It's fine."
Further down the hall was someone with sort-of spiky hair as well. Instead, the male teen had black hair and green eyes, him looking bored. He seemed to be calling out to the girl, waving.
The blue haired girl quickly dusted herself off and bowed, apologizing to Y/N. She then picked up the pace and went towards the green-eyed teen that was down the hall, the two now walking down the hall and entering a classroom labeled "2-F." Y/N wasn't going to lie. The girl was cute. Pretty even. Prettier than the girls he had dated back in America.
Checking the time on his phone, he cursed to himself as he realized he would be late. As he jogged down to the faculty room, it opened, a woman in her late twenties with black hair and grey eyes. The older woman jumped slightly before she relaxed and eyed the teen in front of her.
"You're that Shiozaki kid that's supposed to be transferring in today, right?
"Uh, yeah. That's me."
"Good. You're in my class, 2-F."
The older woman then led Y/N to the classroom, entering in as the students inside quickly quiet down and turned their attention to her. Y/N was standing outside, since he was instructed to remain there until he was called in.
The teacher then spoke up, "Alright class, we're having a transfer student today. I want you to have him feel welcomed once he comes in. Understood?"
"Yes, Hiratsuka-sensei," as what most of the students said.
With a nod, the teacher, known as Hiratsuka, looked to the door. "Come in."
With a sigh, Y/N slings his school bag over his shoulder he walked into the classroom. Obviously, all eyes were on him, Y/N calmly walking to the front of the classroom as he did a short bow.
"Names Y/N Shiozaki. I used to live in America where I was on the high school track team. I guess I can some stuff about me. I like to run, spend time with my younger sister, and I like going out in general."
"Does anyone have any questions for Shiozaki here?"
A blonde haired teen in the back raised their hand. Hiratsuka calls on him and the teen stood up.
"You said you came from America, but not to be rude or anything, you also look Japanese. Are you from some prefecture here in Japan?"
Y/N scratches his head and gives his reply. "I'm actually half-Japanese, which is on my mom's side. My dad is American. Anything else?"
No one else raised their hands. With a nod, Hiratsuka begins to look all around the classroom for a seat, which there was one open behind the same teen Y/N had saw today. The green-eyed teen he had saw today was looking quite bored, paying no attention to mind and had his attention out the window.
"Shiozaki, you can sit behind Nakamura over there. Nakamura, raise your hand to let him know where you sit."
The person named Nakamura, most likely his last name, lazily raised his hand. Calmly, Y/N went over to the seat and sat down, setting his bag next to him as he looked to the front, Hiratsuka now preparing to start the lesson.
The blonde haired teen noticed the same girl he had bumped into earlier in the morning was watching him. After noticing his gaze, the girl quickly looked away and faced the front again. Y/N wasn't sure if she was interested in him already, but for some reason, Y/N himself already took a liking to the girl already. She seemed to have smooth skin and had her curves, which Y/N did like. And like him, she too didn't wear the school uniform to the standards as well. The school shirt wasn't tucked in and the buttons near the bottom weren't buttoned.
Y/N didn't think that the school year would be interesting, but since a certain girl had caught his eye, he changed his mind. Perhaps this school year may be interesting after all.
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As some people may already know, which I mentioned this at the end of the My Ice Cold Queen book, this story does indeed line up with the Yukino x M!Reader.
However, there are some slight changes to the story in this one. Arata Shiozaki is basically Y/N in this story. However, I didn't mention Arata or Y/N up until late S2 or somewhere in S3, some people may be thinking that Arata or Y/N had transferred in the fall or the winter. Y/N in this story had actually transferred in the spring, a few days before the sports festival.
If you recall in S1, Y/N and Hayato were neck and neck in the baton passing race with Hayato still winning, but only by a sliver. At the time, I wasn't thinking of Arata and now that this story came to be, some moments in the Yukino storyline will change here. As for Y/N L/N in the Yukino story, in this story, his name is Yuzuru Nakamura. Itsuki and Setsuna also still exist, having the same name with their last name being Nakamura instead. Nakamura is a generic last name, but it's also memorable and well known in Japanese names so it's not really surprising if the name Nakamura were famous.
And as I've said before, some moments and written pieces in the Yukino storyline are subject to change in order to fit with this, but I'm hoping it shouldn't be too much. I've also already kinda teased the relationship that "Arata" or Y/N has with Saki in the Yukino story, Saki having been taken out on dates and lunch/dinner meetups in S3. Now, I could list the whole changes I've sorta made to the Yukino storyline, but I don't want to take too much of your time. You'll just have to wait and see as the story progresses.
Anyway, don't expect long chapters as well, since this book will be mostly comprised of original chapters and these take a while to write. In fact, this prologue took at least a month or two to come up with since I had to revise this many times. So daily releases won't happen a lot, but since Summer is pretty much here, I may have more time to write more of this. Anyway, that's all from me. Thank you for reading this and I hope you look forward to chapter one. Peace y'all.
-okami

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The Blue-Haired Goddess | Saki Kawasaki × M!Reader
FanfictionY/N Shiozaki is a transfer from America. Born to a Japanese mother and an American father, life home was quite average. Went to a public school and had a small circle for friends and was quite athletic, being on the track team of his school. But his...