spectrum【fem!reader .lookism】

"We have a transfer student."

"Is it a guy?"

"Is it a girl?"

It's a fucking airplane, (Y/N) mentally thought to herself, getting kind of annoyed with how fired up everyone is acting.

They're always like this, expecting so much and complaining when their expectations aren't met.

She wasn't even surprised when they fell silent as soon as a short girl walked it. The new student was a little chubbier compared to what boys typically prefer. Her glasses are round and massive as well.

The new girl was told to sit on the chair just on (Y/N)'s right side.

She turns her head and paid more attention to her own business. If Crystal Choi's first day is anything similar to hers, the class would be quite loud today.

Honestly, she didn't want to pay too much attention at first. She chose to plug her ears instead and blast music at full volume.

But then she noticed Zoe and Mira hanging around in front of her seat. This time, they had Yui trying to tag along with them, persistently asking questions. She assume it was probably about Zack again.

It seems they heard something. All three girls look a little surprised.

So she took off one plug and checked out what was going on.

It seems Daniel has approached the new student. With how he is these days, he probably said something about being friends, or something.

Does he think he's some sort of good Samaritan? Please.

"Yeah...thanks."

Ah? Oh.

(Y/N) earbuds fell from her ears. She rested her cheek on the hand propped up on her desk and raises an eyebrow.

It was very refreshing to see someone not completely enamoured with looks.

Somewhere in the background, she hears Zack saying something that was probably supposed to make him good in Mira's eyes. Or maybe out of the goodwill in his heart. Really, that guy has become quite confusing these days.

But then his "mature" attitude took a dive to the sea once he says, "Mira, can you wipe my nose?"

"No way! Your fingers are fine."

"Ack! My broken finger suddenly..."

"Childish! How old are you..."

(Y/N) looks up at the brunette girl in slight pity. "I can chuck things at him, if you want."

"No, it's fine. I'll keep your offer in mind, though."

"Hey, why are you advocating violence against injured people?"

"I'm not. I'm only keeping harassers off my friends."

From the corner of her eyes, she can see the dark looks some of the girls has been sending the new student. It was one look that the (h/c) haired girl was quite familiar with.

See, what did she say? People always do these kinds of things to others they believe are "lesser".

Sometime as the end of the day slowly approaches, (Y/N) found herself roused awake to lollipop being pushed to her table. The one who put it there was the transfer student.

"Your lollipop fell off your pouch," Crystal tells her, avoiding eye contact before hurrying away.

Huh. Looking back to her bag, she realized the pouch where she puts all her lollipops in is left ajar.