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kaira-diaries · 1 year

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Always the Fool

Pairing: Draco x f!character

Warning: explicit language, mentions of SA and physical abuse .

Summary: Blaire is an intelligent RavenClaw with a broken heart. Draco is a loathsome Slytherin Prince with a familiar..stalker. With similar interests the two pair up for the Yule ball, hoping to find the solutions to their two very different problems.

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“Just be my date, Malfoy.”

The blonde-headed serpent stood before me, leaning against the nearest arch with irritability written on his face. The idea was, in fact, foolish, but I saw it as an absolute win. Pathetically, Pansy had been following Draco around like a dog begging for a chance with him at the Yule ball. I nearly barfed from secondhand embarrassment while watching her as his palm gripped her face, pushing her out of the way this morning.

I'll give it to her, though; the girl is committed to the things she wants.

Now my issue was a bit more... complex. I'd been violently broken up with by the prettiest boy of them all, Cedric Diggory. We were quite a pair, but from the looks of him and Cho Chang earlier, he's well acclimated... I guess.

The way I saw it, Malfoy needed an escape route, and I needed a reason for Cedric to return to me.

"Come on, Malfoy. It'll be fun for us to be gussied together, hm?" He rubbed his chin, the light catching the metal ring on his forefinger. "And you think Pansy will fuck off if we do this?" I nod, licking my lips. I check his words. He's only in this for himself. How ordinary of him.

I don't expect a solid answer from the boy, it's in his nature to be a total prick, but It's the reason it'd make my plan all the sweeter.

I had risked much in coming to Malfoy, but my desperation had kept me from sleeping. It swallowed the worry of my image and care of who saw me with Malfoy. The golden boy of the serpents of Slytherin, the forbidden fruit, the bad boy. He had many names, born from the broken hearts of different girls.

Merlin's beard.

I questioned my wisdom now as an intelligent Ravenclaw. Perhaps the hat had made a mistake in my first year because I'd abandoned all senses of logical thinking.

Destructive impulses and emotions are what remain.

A flick to my forehead unblurs my vision. I find those cold gray eyes.

"Did you hear a word of what I just said?" Sassy. That's what that was.

"Okay, ow." I started, rubbing my forehead. "And no I didn't." I pick at my nail at the sight of a loose cuticle as he repeats himself.

"I said I'm in and to wear green. It'll appear meaningful to wear my col-" I dismissed him with the wave of my hand.

"yeah, yeah I know the deal." I stepped forward, a breath away from his chest.

"Get ready to put on a show, Malfoy, because it's going to be a one night only."

A feline smirk rose on his lips, a subtle sign of his boyish innocence.

My fingers caress the green fabric at my waist. Draco suggested velvet, and I suggested he'd stop making suggestions. A gentle green strapless tulle dress, in no way conforming with the traditional style of the Yule ball, radiates the essence of springtime, the grass and warmth as I make some final touches in the mirror. The soft curls of my brunette tufts tickled my neck and shoulders. Perhaps navy blue isn't my color, as the green ascents my skin and natural beauty, which shined above all.

The idea is to be noticed above the countless shades of blue, black and white. Draco and I will stick out like a sore thumb, ready to stir up whispers.

"What the hell are you wearing?" The voice is almost as loathing as Pansy's. My roommate steps in line of the mirror, gussied up herself, and I spin around to face her. "Springtime Green." I hum, stepping into my heels. She crosses her arms, a skeptic expression on her face. "What?" I raise my hands as her stare lasers into my soul. "Something's going on." She tests and I school my expression into pure confusion. She's always been quite a skeptic, a logical thinker, a problem solver. I curse myself for every lie she manages to see through.

I jump at the howling wind of winter as it roars against the window of our room, angry at such a prominent shade of green.

"Who are you going to the Yule ball with, Blair?" Her head tilts, arms crossed.

I shrug my shoulders with a laughable smile as her eyes adjust in anger.

"Don't tell me...Malfoy?" I whip up a glass of water with unspoken magic and take a sip.

"Bingo! Only one guess too, how ravenclaw of you." She pinches her arched nose between her fingers.

"Because of Cedric?"

"Heartbreak makes us do wild things." I shrug.

"This reflects badly on our whole house, Blair. If it were another slytherin, fine have your way, but Malfoy? The biggest ass of them all? You're smarter than that."

"I'm booksmart, but love-" I only shrugged my shoulders once more. It was true. It'd look bad for the entire house. Ravenclaw don't fall into the arms of slytherin, but that wasn't what this was, even if it's going to appear that way. I'd explain to her one day what my agenda truly was as the door vibrated from an aggressive knock. She only shook her head and disappeared into the bathroom.

The click of my heels were loud as Draco appeared on the other side of the door, scanning my appearance with pursed lips and crossed arms.

How like him.

"It'll do." He ticked his tongue and strode down the hall calling out to me.

"Come on, we're going to be late." I scoffed, shutting the door.

How romantic.

I caught up to him, nearly rolling my ankles. "I think we should set some rules." He cuts into a belly laugh that echoes off the walls as we slow our pace down the stairs. "What happened to putting on a show, huh? Are you chickening out on me?" I ignore the quotation marks he puts up. "Not at all, just don't want you touching all over me Malfoy, I'm quite the charmer."

He scoffs. "Then you can forget getting your pussy of a hufflepuff back, k? That and you can deal with Pansy for the majority of the fucking ball." I check the scoff that nearly leaves my mouth.

He's right.

To actually reach Pansy, the most is required.

"Y'know I didn't think you'd say yes." We reach a platform, gripping the marble as the stairs shift, creating a new path.

I had pictured the conversation over and over in my head the night before I had even asked Malfoy to be my date, running through all of the possible scenarios that could have potentially happened. I expected a big fuck you along with a few degrading slurs. Malfoy and I weren't that close, but we learned to tolerate each other in potions.

A hint of a smile decorated his face. "You did well to surprise me, Blair. It was intriguing really, didn't think you'd be up to causing some trouble." I didn't bother to hide the smile I threw in his direction as he led us through the halls of silver and white, a relieving change from the stairs. His cold hand met my elbow pulling me to a stop as the roaring sound of chatter radiated just around the corner. "Remember we're putting on a show, so make it look real, yeah?" My breath, with suddenness, became uneven. The trouble this would cause, the drama, the tension, I couldn't entirely shake the nerves as Draco grabbed my hand, leading us around the corner and into the crowd.

It was Harry Potter, who tugged the sleeve of Hermione, who whispered into Ron's ear, the sight of us already stirring up drama. My hand ached as Draco tightened his hold, pulling me into him in response to the golden trio.

Draco always hated them.

I tagged it as jealousy. I mean, who wasn't jealous of the Harry Potter? He's the chosen one, drowning in fame and glory. For some reason, it drew a lot of hatred and envy out of Draco. But I would never say it aloud unless I wanted the taste of a slap across the cheek.

He led the two of us into the great hall, spotting an empty table.

We took note of both Pansy and Cedric's presence over by the dance floor, knee deep in conversations and laughter, but I decided to side those conversations for a bit, and fill my tummy with some delicious food and drinks.

Sliding into the chair, Draco kept a wary eye on the two. His intentions were clear, I could tell by his disgusted scowl. With a full plate of turkey and mashed potatoes I piled from the center of the table, my stomach croaked in hunger as I dug in.

Draco only fills a glass with pumpkin juice.

I roll my eyes. "Not hungry huh?" I groan in delight as I swallow my first bite. The turkey was seasoned with rosemary and wonderful spices made specially by the elves. I lick my fingers clean of the leftover seasoning. Ready to take another bite, Draco rips the turkey from my hand, throwing it back on the plate with a rumble from the porcelain plate.

"What's the plan here, Blair, Pansy is getting a little too anchored for my taste." I followed his disdain, discovering Pansy giving a seductive wave with eyes that pretty much shout fuck me. I had to cover my mouth to keep my snicker from slipping, earning a nasty side eye in response.

"You sure you don't want a piece of that? It'd be just another notch under your belt." I pat his shoulder and his chin snaps in my direction, brows tight with anger.

"Okay, maybe not." I murmured and sat back, only to be yanked to my feet with my arm nearly ripped from its socket.

"Time to dance." He smirked.

"But it's a slow song, I-" I failed miserably to finish my sentence.

"Even better, come on."

Groups of students parted like a wave. All eyes were on the two of us and I stood up straight, strutting with confidence, and accepting the gapes and gossip.

The dance floor was wide, and nearly empty as we found our place dead square in the middle. Standing across from each other, Draco dared to take a step closer, knowing I couldn't retaliate. In an instance our aromas intermingled, and smelt of peppermint and rosemary. A perfect pair. It was intoxicating as his hand wrapped itself around my waist, pulling me into his chest. My hands moved in sync, one rested on his shoulder, the other gripped his hand and we just swayed.

Ten minutes of it passed before Draco had cracked the stillness.

"Pansy looks pissed." He declares into my ear, tickling the skin that's there. I steal a glance towards Cedric across the floor who spins Cho at the slow beat of the music. The two gleamed with joy, and laughed with passion. I recognized it as something he and I hadn't had. It forced me to break my look which ultimately cracked a few pieces of my heart.

I rest my head on Draco's shoulder, unable to watch any longer, sighing into his dress robe. He senses my discomfort immediately and pulls back to look at me. "What is it?"

"Nothing he just..doesn't care." I shrugged, utterly accepting the bittersweet truth that Cedric Diggory was blinded by Cho Chang.

"I don't think he's seen you yet he's distracted." Draco's eyes softened as if he really cared.

"That's the thing, Draco. He's distracted by her. I've never seen such a smile show on his face." The tone of my voice dipped from heartache and he spun us around to sway again.

"Keep an eye on Pans-"

A shove broke our swaying apart.

"You sleazy bitch."

Oh god.

Pansy had made her move.

Her shove had been hard enough for my feet to slip from under me and my spine ached from the impact of the floor.

She stood over me, her heels pinning my dress to the floor.

"As if Cedric wasn't pretty enough for you. Now you have to come after what belongs to me?" My elbows elevated me as my expression was schooled into a repulsive scrunch. A small crowd gathered around us, Cedric and Cho stood at the front of it.

"You're a whore, Blair, always looking for attention. This year has only further proven it."

Before I could give her a piece of my mind, Draco butted in, shoving her back. "That's enough." He scowled.

"She's unfaithful, Draco, I mean come on she cheated on her boyfriend." Pansy's hands were flying in the air as she shouted those heinous words.

A thousand pound weight dropped on my shoulders at that as my skin turned ice cold.

it was out there in the open, for everyone to hear. An ugly lie. Professors and students gathered, the circle only grew, and all eyes were on me for a false accusation.

Pansy only had satisfaction in her eyes while mine blurred from tears.

I hadn't registered the speed at which I stood from the floor, ripped my dress, and pushed through the crowd to escape the confines of the circle. I couldn't bear to be there any longer as the memories pushed through, drowning me like a tide wave. Pansy had it all wrong and now my reputation had gone in the toilet along with the fraction of my soul that was healed.

The Clocktower.

It's been a place for me to find peace. No matter what I was hiding from this was where you'd find me.

"Blair."

Draco's voice was laced with softness as he stepped out of the shadows and into the moonlight.

"What are you wanting me to say, huh? You want me to say I cheated on Cedric? Believe it or not, everyone's got it wrong." Draco slid into the bench beside me, closer than expected.

"I don't care that you cheated on him."

"I did no such thing, Draco." I threw a nasty scowl over my shoulder. He revealed nothing in his expression as the light shone on his pale cheeks and I took the chance to explain my ugly truth.

"It was after a party, hosted by Hufflepuff. Cedric gave me the key to his room. He wasn't quite done with the party, so he and a few of his friends took off to merlin knows where with a bottle of alcohol. I was out of it and weakened. I hadn't shut the door to Cedric's room and Luke Romilly slipped in and..

"Fucking hell, y/n." Draco leaned back with doom in his eyes.

"Anyway, Pansy must have stopped by and saw. She jumped to the conclusion of infidelity and told Cedric. Waking up the following day was hell. It was his hands ripping me from the bed and dragging me out the door that left the bruises." I rubbed those healed scars on my arm, Draco wearily watched. "The memory of what happened came back later that day. All I remember was Luke's face and it was evil. And with what dignity I had left I tried to explain the truth after potions, but Cedric wouldn't listen."

"Pansy?" His question was clear.

"It was her. I hadn't spoken or heard of what happened until she blurted out a disfigured form of it tonight. I hadn't told anybody, and why would Luke? I wasn't in the right headspace to decipher anything. My friends knew that, and anyone who saw me knew that. His lies of us having consensual sex wouldn't have stuck." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Have you told a professor?"

"No one would believe me." I muttered, "Pansy made that concrete tonight. I just thought that if my truth wouldn't stand strong, you and I would. I'm sorry for dragging you into it."

He was silent.

I was silent.

The clock tower itself stood still.

He then leaned forward, squeezing my hand in reassurance.

"I believe you, darling." With that he stands, adjusting his jacket.

"And just what do you think you're doing?"

"I've got a date with Romilly." That makes me leap out of my seat in a panic, knowing what that meant and intercepted his path towards the stairs. "You can't do this, Malfoy. I don't need anything more to tarnish who I am." My palm laid flat on his chest, his heartbeat thumped with anger. "Let it go." I begged.

"I can't. I can't fathom the thought of anyone forcibly putting their hands on you. Taking advantage of you." His eyes darkened.

"Please don't.." Tears began to fall from my eyes. Terror was all I felt. With my accusation going around now I can't bear anything else. I could see the gears turning in his head as he gazed out the opening of the clocktower at the wonderous view of the school and the forest in the distance. His jaw clenched a handful of times before he responsed.

"Fine, but know this." He caught my face between his palms and the room slips away as his gaze demands my attention. I shivered at the thought that it was real. There was nobody to put on a show for. Our plan had miserably failed yet he's still here.

"I will never let anybody harm you. You're safe with me, Blair. Always."

I had never gotten lost in a kiss before, until now. Here. In the clocktower with him. The space between us caves into utter nothingness as I tasted him. It's a taste I'd never imagined to experience. A virus that infects my skin and sets me on fire with every nip and bite he offers at my lips.

An unexpected pair, born from utter failure. Yet at the same time, born from truth, acceptance and faith in my word. Draco had been called many ugly names, but it was a mask he'd blocked his true self with. Despite his ill reputation and distaste for everyone, he was the only one who believed me.

The only one who truly listened.

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bumblebeebie · 3 months

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Love Shot: Minhwan x y/n

Study group fanfic (1/7 chapters)

Note: 1. I use translator. 2. I hate Minhwan (though most ppl tend to like him) and it seems that this kinda short fiction is most liked by the readers so i decided to translate this. Thanking for stopping by this post.

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“Stop calling me by that weird name. Ma Minhwan, remember that.”

All the faces flashing by - say hello. We've said goodbye. Maybe we'll meet up again in the next life.

Upon waking from the dream, various sound echoed in his mind—the laughter, the tender plea in spoken words, the whispering breath, the echoing blast of gunfire, and, in solemn solitude, the mournful utterance of her name.

Chapter I : Unexpected encounter

Y/n was an ordinary high school student, searching for a webtoon to read during the twilight hours.

Being an avid manga reader, she made it a daily ritual to unwind after a long day of studying. Sometimes, she stumbled upon stories so captivating that she lost track of time, reading until late night.

Tonight was no different. While engrossed in her manga on the bed, Y/n's attention was caught by a series titled "Study Group." Her favorite character in this story was Yoon Gamin, a handsome nerd who captured the hearts of many readers.

After three hours of indulging in the manga, her eyes felt strained. Suddenly, her body stiffened, and she struggled to breathe. To make matters worse, she couldn't utter a plea for help. In less than a minute, the world around her darkened, and she felt a sense of impending doom.

It seemed like the end of her life...

But it wasn't.

"Whoa!" Y/n abruptly woke up, gasping for air. She looked around in confusion; this wasn't her bedroom or the familiar bed she knew.

Rushing to the bathroom, she stared at her reflection in the mirror, almost refusing to believe what her eyes were seeing. The image in the mirror was undeniably her, yet different. Y/n had transformed into a 2D cartoon character.

Reading countless manga stories that transported characters to different worlds, Y/n never imagined she'd experience it herself. Tentatively, she touched her face, feeling the animated essence of her being.

This wasn't a dream.

She was alive...

But where was this place, and which manga world had she fallen into?

Exploring the room, Y/n realized it was a modest rented space. It seemed she was navigating this 2D world alone.

Approaching her backpack to find some clues, she discovered a wallet inside. Opening it, she found a student ID card.

"Y/n's student ID... at Tech High School..."

Her eyes widened in shock. "Tech High School!"

"Did I just reincarnate to Study Group!?"

In the myriad manga stories she had read—whether they were shojou, princesses reincarnated to another world, or epic fantasy battles—Y/n found herself immersed in a South Korean high school webtoon which she hadn't even reached the end of the story herself! Not even half of it.

Y/n raised her hand to her forehead, overwhelmed, pondering how she would survive in that school.

After spending a day that, truth be told, involved nothing but contemplation, she remained uncertain about the timeframe of events. What she did know was that she had read up until the point where Gamin went to the hospital and encountered a golden-haired senior with a small vocabulary notebook. Beyond that, the storyline was a mystery.

The bell rang loudly, signaling the start of classes. Despite feeling out of place during her first genuine visit, there was a strange familiarity about the school that lingered in her mind. It wasn't just that; her interactions with other students felt oddly normal, as if she hadn't stumbled into an entirely different world.

She discovered she was a first-year class 1 student in the Fashion Design department—a regular student in this chaotic school.

"And now, what am I supposed to do in this world?" she wondered aloud.

No quests or pop-up windows like in dating sims or manga where the protagonist transmigrates into a novel. Y/n realized she had to find answers on her own—why she ended up in this world.

"If I meet Yoon Gamin, the protagonist of this story, it might be good," she mused, her heart skipping a beat at the thought of encountering the 2D ikimen she admired. This wasn't just a dream; she could feel her heartbeat clearly.

Y/n decided to find Yoon Gamin during the break after lunch. The problem was that even though she had a vague memory of the school, she had no idea where the classrooms for the male students were. It seemed her 2D self had never visited this part of the school before.

"Yoon Gamin is in first year... class 1... first year," she muttered while scanning room signs, eventually bumping into someone unexpectedly.

"Oops! Sorry, I wasn't looking."

Y/n instinctively touched her head before diverting her gaze to avoid further embarrassment. She was about to walk pass him.

"Wait. You don’t think saying sorry would be enough for bumping into me like that, right?" the person with navy blue hair, not that tall comparing to the light-haired guy beside him, said.

Y/n sighed. ‘Seriously? I don’t have my precious time for an extra like you. I gotta find this manhwa protagonist!’

“Hmm?” He raised his eyebrow in curiosity.

“Wait…You are…”

“I am?”

The realization suddenly came to her mind

“You are the gray-haired antagonist’s friend!”

“Huh?”

“What…”

Both of them got confused at the same time.

"you're calling me what?" The so-called gray-haired antagonist chuckled, and the person next to him then started to laugh.

"Hahahaha! ... Hey Hanwool, this girl just call you gray-haired antagonist!"

“Stop laughing, Ma Minhwan.”

"Well~ does this not seem to be fun…YOU. What about being my new toy!" Minhwan declared, grinning.

"Wha... what? What do you mean? I don't want to be anyone's toy," Y/n protested, avoiding eye contact.

“Also, I am not gray-haired antagonist’s friend.”

“It’s Ma Minhwan. Remember that.”

Seemed like she had just got into trouble.

And at the end of the day, she didn’t get to Gamin because after she had encountered with a character in Study Group (not a good side for sure), she then left the male student building suddenly, realizing it was not the right time to engage with characters she didn't know well.

But y/n didn’t give up. Next day, as she wandered the halls, she stumbled upon the Study Group room and decided to take a peek. “Is this the room?” She then saw the boy with a thick black square glasses.

“Umm…excuse me? Anything I can help?”

Y/n body froze. Well, it’s her first time meeting Yoon Gamin. She knew he’s hot. He was also the character she liked (the hot-nerd type.) Her heart was beating very fast.

“Umm?”

“Ah! I’m sorry. I am actually here to find…”

“Find?”

“Find a way to apply for Study group.”

The glasses boy eyes suddenly sparkled. He tried to remain his calm and reliable look. Little did he know, y/n already knew his personality and passion towards recruiting students into Study Group.

…

The long table in the middle resembled an interview setup, and all members stared at her from a distance.

"May I ask why do you want to join this club?" Gamin asked.

"Why…”

The question lingered in her head. ‘Why did I come to this world?’

From the reading experience she had, there should be a reason ‘why’ or else…did she—

“I am dead!?”

“Dead?”

“Oh, umm, I mean…the old me who is lazy is dead! Now I want to be better at studying!!”

"That’s a very good answer…ok!”

“Ok? I passed the interview?”

‘As simple as that?’

Sehyeon, a guy with brown hair, entered the scene. "Y/n, to be honest, if you decide not to join the club, the one who is going to beg might be Gamin not you."

"T…Thank you, Gamin. I'll dedicate!"

To search for the answer

The answer— the reason for her to be here

#love shot #study group webtoon #fanfic #y/n #minhwan

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