ONE PUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNCH!'

You rolled over in your sleep and shut your alarm off before you could get distracted and jam out to the whole theme song. You sat up in your bed and stretched.

'Waking up to One Punch Man? Oh hell yes,' you thought. Let's just say, that OPM was like your cocaine. You needed it. You lived on it. You were in love.
The crazy in your face plot is just something that you loved. A show about kicking ass with just one hit is just something that you thought was beyond badass. It was so THRILLING.

You looked down at your clock and your eye's widened. You were late for school. Again.

You were late for school a lot. Scratch that. You were late for school everyday. Do you know how many detentions you've gotten over the years?! Oh wait, of course you do. You are you. But um, it's a lot. You jumped out of bed and grabbed the closest clothes next to you.
A black and white flannel, a black tank top, and black converse. You didn't even bother with buttoning up your top. You ran and popped some bread in the toaster and waited.

And waited.

And waited.

You're still waiting.

At this point you're about 4 minutes late.

Okay this is just ridiculous.

I mean seriously! In the anime when they do this the bread is ready in like two seconds!

OH MY GOD.

Your teacher is going to slau-POP.

FINALLY.

You grabbed the now toasted bread, or just toast, and ran the hell out of there.

By the time you made it to your school, (which is actually only two blocks away), you were out of breath, and you were only able to take a few bites out of your "bread" on the way.

Okay, face reality. You're an Otaku, who watches anime instead of working out. Running for two blocks? It's like 20 miles for you.

"Just...a...little...FURTHER." You said as you "jogged" up to your classroom. The door was closed which was a CLEAR sign that class had already started. You slammed open the door and walked in. You held the toast in your hand now, panting, and yelled, "I AM SO SORRY I'M LATE...AGAIN."

Everyone looked at you. Their expressions were as usual. Your friend in the back was shaking his head and his shoulders were shaking from him trying to keep in his laughter.

"Did I...miss something?" you looked towards the teacher, but blocking his desk was a tall, tan, and SEXY guy. You studied his face.
Gray eyes. Raven hair. Sexy . Staring at you. You looked him over again and your eye's widened. You dropped your toast on the floor.

"HOLY SHIT!" you shouted. Your friend lost it, and he started laughing his ass off.

"Miss (L/n). Not that I'm really surprised having all of this coming from you, but you should at least try to make a better first impression." spoke up your teacher.

"But you don't understand!"

"Miss (L/n), just take your seat, let me finish introducing him." Mr. Samson finished off with a sigh. You waved your hand.

"Fine." you walked over to your desk which was right beside your best friend, (the one who was laughing like a maniac), Marcus. He had shaggy brown hair, some freckles on his nose, and honey brown eyes. Before you sat down, he grabbed the edge of your desk and pulled it together with his. You rolled your eyes because you two did this everyday, and just grabbed your seat and plopped down.

"Now then. Everyone. This is Trafalgar Law. He will now be apart of our class. Everyone please give him a warm welcome when you have the chance. Everyone, please take turns standing up and introducing yourselves. I want you to state your names, hobbies, and then give him some advice about this school." finished off Mr. Samson. Everyone nodded and did as they were told.

~Time Skip of 13 minutes later~

It was now Marcus' turn to introduce himself. He stood up and waved.

"Hi. I'm Peterson Marcus. I enjoy reading, playing my instruments, and playing my sports. I suggest that when lunch comes around and you want to buy a drink from one of the vending machines, don't use the ones in the cafeteria. Use the ones at the other side of the school. Trust me, it's worth the walk." Marcus sat down and now it was your turn. You sighed and stood up.

'I just love how he puts on that whole innocent goody act.'

"Heyoo, I'm (L/n) (F/n). Hobbies, huh? Well. Being late to class is one of them." the class started chuckling.

"So is being a smartass." Even your teacher nodded to that, and the class' laughter grew a little.

"Oh, and also putting people in their places. If someone is getting too high and mighty for your liking, slip me a twenty and I'll take care of it." at this point the class was in a full blown laughter, and even your teacher was chuckling. He grew serious again.

"Miss (L/n). Please be serious for once."

"Alright, alright."

"Ehem! Hobbies! They're great aren't they? Well MY hobbies include, Anime, Manga reading, writing, drawing, making fanart and fan fictions, and being a total weirdo! You want advice? Well I'll give you advice that'll be of some real use to you instead of the useless crap that even a newbie like you could figure out like what that Marcus over here gave you."

"Hey!"

"Anywho. Okay, so let's cut to the chase and let me say the thing that every girl in this room is thinking. 'Holy shit, that guy is fucking hot as hell.'" the class laughed and the girls flushed a deep shade of red. Law raised an eyebrow and a small smirk etched itself onto his face.

"I mean, seriously dude. All it takes is for you to walk into a room, and then you can hear ovaries exploding! So! Um, it's no secret that you're going to be popular here. So what's the advice here? Well I guess I'm just stating a fact mainly. But if you don't want to be groped and eye fucked every second of the day, at least try to get some privacy for a little bit out of the day. So after class if you're interested, just ask me the places. It's not like I'm a dumbass and I'm going to say these places in front of these guy's. Nuh-uh. SO yeah. You wanted something, well there ya go."

"Thank you Miss (L/N)."

"Haha, you. are. Welcome!" you sat down. The rest of the introductions were boring compared to yours. So um, you just tuned it all out. Yeup.

~19 minutes later~

The bell finally rung, so you and everyone else was gathering their things. Law came up to you.

"You're (Y/n)-ya, correct?"

"Yeup. You came to ask about the privacy right?" he nodded. You leaned into his ear and whispered, "Boy's bathroom, the boiler room, the rooftop, and the abandoned music room on the second floor." you leaned back and started walking along with Marcus, and soon you two disappeared.

To Be Continued...

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