Yu-Gi-Oh! (DM, GX, 5D's, Arc-V) X Reader Oneshots (REQUESTS CLOSED)

Special Request X Reader!

This one's for HelloImWeird2, a friend of mine who's going through a time. I decided to give her a oneshot as a quick gift for her bravery! Enjoy, girl.

Also, you get to pick your own ending on this one! It all depends on which boy you'd rather end up with.

Audrey, I'm looking at you. Yeah. You're gonna pick the rich kid. Even if you hate him.

And I know which one HelloImWeird2 is gonna pick as well~ lol

You stared across the aisle at the transfer student from North Academy.

His green eyes, focused on his paper.

His blue hair, ruffled from the many times his friend Jaden has poked him in the back of the head today.

You leaned your chin on your hand and sighed, taking in the sight of the boy.

"You're staring again, Y/n," Aster said, poking you with his pencil. "It's rude to stare."

"I know, it's just- that boy is total eye candy," you giggled, poking your friend back.

"Miss L/n and Mr. Phoenix!" Crowler yelled. "Do I need to assign you both a detention?"

"No, Dr. Crowler!" Aster responded, face flushed.

Crowler turned back to the board, sighing. Aster rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair. "Never assigns detentions because he thinks calling out the troublemakers is enough."

You nodded, shrugging. Aster was right- Crowler did do the callout thing. Without sparing the moment a second thought, you turned back to the blue-haired boy- but caught the eye of someone else.

Jaden Yuki.

He glared you down and poked his friend again, eyes flashing a golden color. You flinched back and pretended to be focused on your work, sneaking peeks of the boy every once in a while. Every time, Jaden's pencil- and what looked to be his sanity- snapped a little more.

After class, you picked up your stuff and headed out, stopping momentarily to let your more athletic friend catch up. Aster shook his head, sticking a loose pencil behind his ear. "Why do you insist on beating me out of class?"

"If I can't beat you in a card game, I'll kick your ass at a footrace," you returned. Aster rolled his eyes, then suddenly, without warning, shoved you towards..... something.

You tripped, your books and papers flying everywhere. Someone caught your arms and held onto you, keeping you standing. "Careful, there!" a voice exclaimed.

"Sorry, my friend shoved me," you muttered, trying to stand. Your eyes locked with green ones and you stepped back immediately as worksheets and notes rained down on you. "Oh, hi," you added, mentally slapping yourself for such a smooth move (sarcasm).

"I'm Jesse," the boy exclaimed suddenly. "Jesse Anderson."

"Y/n, Y/n L/n," you replied.

"Nice to meet ya!" Jesse said, his Southern accent very apparent. You blushed and waved as he shouldered his backpack and crouched down to help Aster pick up your books. Realizing the situation, you dropped to the ground as well, gathering up papers and other paraphernalia from the floor.

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The next day, you heard a knock on the door as you were getting ready to leave. When you opened it, you smiled immediately. Jesse was standing there with a backpack in his hand.