3RD PERSON

The Bonten family didn't end up solving the math equation. Sanzu had to use his phone, which to no ones surprise had so many cracks that they could barely see the answers. From his 'healthy' mental issues.

Right now you were in a limo with Takeomi driving, "pass the weed bitch, I don't like to pass the gas..." Takeomi starts, Y/n sings the rest, "blowing bubblez blowin zaza, she got big 'ol tiddies I say goo goo gaa gaa." Kakucho shrieks and steals the phone from a laughing Sanzu.

"STOP TEACHING MY KID THAT KINDA STUFF!!" Takeomi passed you some sunglasses that you gladly put on upside down. He holds the phone up then makes some crackling sounds, we're losing connection!"

You make the same crackling sounds as Kakucho tries to convince Takeomi not to hang up.

He hangs up.

Ya'll bop to the music on the radio on the drive to school. Takeomi opens the door when you arrive, slamming it and glaring at the kids who are staring at your limo. He gets you out, carrying you into the entrance.

"Remember what I said Y/n?" You tap your chin and grin, he scruffs up your hair. "What do you do if someone has a crush on you?" Y/n blinks owlishly at him then signs, 'get my pocket knife out and slash the stomach!' Takeomi nods.

"Then what?" Y/n whispers the rest in his ear. He clears the stray strands of hair out of her face, squeezing her cheek. 'Love you.' Y/n signs the same thing with a smile.

'Bye papa!' Takeomi leaves and Y/n makes her way to her classroom. She quickly finds where she's meant to go, skipping in and waving her short ass arms. 

The other students took no notice so Y/n put her arms down sheepishly. She goes up to a random boy, due to her rebellious nature she immediately breaks her papa's promise. 

'Hi!' She signs brightly. The boy looks her up and down, "why don't you talk?, Weirdo..." Y/n remained silent. Annoyed that the boy was blind as well as ugly.

the bell rang before you could punch him so you sat down, your legs not reaching the floor. You look around the room, Y/n's hearing aids buzzed and the noise seemed to glitch like the world was losing connection.

"Ok class, we have someone special in class today, Y/n please come up." Y/n stumbles up. The teacher hands her a piece of chalk so she scrawls her name on the board.

The class is silent as she hands the chalk back to the teacher.

'I'm Y/n.' 

She nervously pivots to face the other curious faces. They look only slightly interested, some are daydreaming whilst others look like they're just staring at her.

The teacher pats Y/n's back to indicate that she can go back to her seat. Y/n runs back to her seat, jumping back into her seat.

She glances around the classroom and locks eyes with a boy, the same boy who'd called her weird. He kept tugging at a shorter girls hair. She looked like him but much nicer.

Y/n narrowed her eyes into a glare that mimicked her Dad, Mikeys. 

They boy got scared instantly. Freezing with his fist wrapped around the other girls left pig tail. Y/n slid her gaze towards his fist and her let go. He seemed annoyed but also scared at her actions.

Y/n held a light smirk, she grinned at him mockingly before her head snaps back to the teacher. 

The class goes by quickly, it's boring and she almost fell asleep. When the eating bell rings everyone gets their lunch except Y/n. She didn't feel that hungry and Kakucho had only packed vegetables in her lunch.

Y/n sits there, swinging her legs because she doesn't quite know what to do, until the girl she helped earlier bought her chair over.

Her hair was soaked and so was her uniform. "Hiya! I'm Aimi Shiba!" You look her up and down then grab a piece of paper from inside of your desk. [I am Y/n. Why are you wet??] You wrote a little confused face beside it.

The girl blushed, "u-uhm...well my brother! He jokes like that all~ the time!" She points to the boy who was pulling her pig tails.

You makes a disgusted expression, [What a jerk.] Aimi giggles, her whole face lighting up. In your opinion that was pretty adorable.

"why is your face red?" She tilted her head, staring at you owlishly and blinking. Her eyelashes fluttered when she blinked, this girl was seriously cute. 

You flick your wrist a couple of times, laughing awkwardly. [I'm just feeling a little hot!] She shrugs and asks, "how old are you Y/n?" You hold up 5 fingers and she squeals excitedly, "we're twins Y/n! I'm 5 too!" 

Y/n fans her face, wondering what this strange feeling is.

You give her a thumbs up, a wide grin taking up most of your face. "HEY AIMI! KEEP IT DOWN!" You hear someone yell from across the classroom, "OR I'LL DUMP MORE WATER ON YA" you look over to see her pussy ass brother.

He's surrounded by a group of girls and boys, they all laugh at his 'joke' but you slam your hands down on your desk. 

You get up which surprises Aimi and march over to him. You push his little body guards out of the way to grab his collar, "don't you ever say that again..-" you struggle to think of an insult, "faster."

You'd once heard when you were out to get a drink a scream that said faster. So it had to be an insult right? Right.

"Faster?" The boy questioned, twisting your arm. You wince and your fist makes contact with his face. He retaliates by tackling you to the ground.

The two of you wrestle but got pulled apart. "What happened?!" The teacher asks. You just stare at the ground. 

The boy starts crying, pointing at you "the psycho girl hit me! She hit me!" You look at him with a look of pure loathing. You hated him.

"I bet she likes him...she was just trying to get close to him."

"pft, she probably wants to marry him."

"Metsu and Y/n sittin in a tree...."

Your fists clench. You just beat him up, why would you like him?

Y/n's hearing aids were fine thankfully. 

"Y/n! Go sit down. Your parents will be hearing about this." You wipe your nose with your arm, sniffling. You wanted to cry. It was so unfair! Y/n sits down grumpily, Aimi had already gone back to her seat.

She's getting her hair pulled and getting things whispered in her ear by her own brother. You would gladly hit him again but just clench your fists. 

"Ok class! Tomorrow we're all gonna present what our families do. Like what your Dad does or what your mom does." She scrawls [family presentations] onto the board. You go into deep thought, aka you daydream.

"Y/n Sano. Y/n Sano! Y/N SANO!!" Y/n snaps out of it, "go to the office." Y/n shot up and followed after Metsu. He elbows you on the way to the office so you do the only rational thing. You trip him up.

"Whoopsies..." Y/n puts her hand over her mouth to cover up her large smirk. "Sorry clutz."

Metsu grits his teeth as you skip ahead, humming as you went. You reached the office before him and knocked on the door 3 times. 

A tall woman opens it, she looks down on you and you can hear the bickering thats going on inside. "Come in. You two are late." You glance to the right to see Metsu glaring at you. 

You gulp and walk into hell.

"If I see so much as a scratch on my daughter, I will end you and your ugly ass son."

Mochi is holding Sara back whilst Mikey sits there with his leg over his other. He looks like he's about to murder the other family, 'hi uncle.' You sign. 

Sara looks over and sprints across the room. She entraps you in a hug, "are you okay baby?! Are you hurt? Scared? Traumatised? Scale of one to ten? Is this the kid that hurt you?!" She held your face like it was porcelain.

"Is that the boy who did it?" Sara says icily, her attention turned to the little boy beside you. 

"Don't touch my son." A gruff voice said in a low tone. Taiju Shiba was behind her with his bitch clinging to his muscled arm. His black haired son as Y/n could now see looked exactly like him.

Sara didn't back down tho. Instead she calmly sauntered over to him with a light smile. She pulled his collar so she could whisper in his ear, she whispered something that made him absolutely fold.

She picked up her child and put he in Mikeys arms. He and Mochi left while she dealt with the Shiba family. 

Ya'll waited about 5 minutes before she came strutting out. She had a mark of red on her fist but hid it carefully.

"Time to go home.."