For the amazing girl Ish_Shikami_Nyee! Very glad that you like Chazzy :)
Chazz never expected to get pushed down.
Then again, he didn't expect much of anything these days.
He was casually walking around Duel Academy, when a girl ran past him, shoving his shoulder. He fell to the ground and just barely caught a glimpse of her h/l h/c hair flashing past before she was gone with a "Outta my way, Slifer slime!"
He grimaced. Being a new Slifer student was hard, especially with the constant teasing.
The next day, he was sitting on the school rooftop, staring out at the path where Obelisks were milling about.
"What are you doing up here?" a voice snapped.
He turned to see a girl wearing this outfit:
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Her h/l h/c hair was loose under the hood of the leather jacket- and he gasped.
"Hey, you're the girl that pushed me down yesterday!"
She glared at him, e/c irises burning through his skull. "You didn't answer my question."
"It's a fricking free country, that's why," Chazz snapped.
Her gaze softened a little, but the glare came back. "You have no business being in my zone. Now leave before I lose my agreeable nature."
"Agreeable nature? You're about as friendly as Dr. Crowler crossed with a skunk," Chazz shot back.
She laughed. A short, quick laugh, but a genuine laugh. Her hands came up to cover her mouth, but it was too late. Her figure drooped slightly.
"You're Chazz Princeton. You're scared of not being liked. You cry yourself to sleep at night," she whispered.
Chazz raised his head. She was spouting personal things about him like it was nothing!
"I'm just Y/n L/n, Delinquent of Duel Academy." She smiled softly. "I've been watching you because we're not so different. We both come from rich families that left us, we both like to wear black, we both want people to fear us......I could go on."
Grey eyes burned into e/c ones. Cold into patient.
Finally Chazz stood. He knew this girl. She was the one sitting in the back, the distant one, the one who stood up for what was right.
"You're no delinquent," he whispered, standing and walking over to her.
"I just act tough so people won't mess with me," she said, averting her gaze from his.
"Y/n."
She looked up into Chazz's face. His features seemed to be expressing actual concern, which was surprising for him.
"It's going to be okay," she told him, throwing her arms around him and burying her face in his chest. He jumped, taken aback at the sudden hug, but slowly put his arms around her and pushed back her hood so her hair was free.
"They won't bother you anymore, Chazz," Y/n whispered, tightening her grip on him. She then lifted her head and, to Chazz's surprise, kissed him.
He gasped quietly, but eventually found himself kissing her back. Her arms slid up so they were around his neck, and he settled his arms around her waist.
When they broke for air, Y/n just smiled and kissed him again. "I love you, Chazz," she whispered against his lips. "I have ever since you came to Duel Academy."
Chazz wasn't even surprised to find himself saying it back. "I love you, Y/n. I have loved you for a while too."
She broke the kiss and smiled at him. "The two outcasts. How fitting."
Chazz laughed. "Y/n, you'll be no outcast now that you're The Chazz's girlfriend."
Giggling, she buried her face in his purple shirt. It smelled like new cards and freshly-ironed clothes. Just what Chazz smelled like.
