Author's Notes: Hello! I'm just going to get my point across real quick.

This story takes place in a universe where Naoto and Nagatoro are of the opposite gender. However, not every single character will be the opposite gender. For example, Sakura will remain a girl, but her flirty and seductive attitude will be toned down by quite a bit. I'll be doing this from time to time with the Story to spice things up, and also help the plot a bit cuz having every single character genderbent is too much effort.

Secondly, I'll be stating some of the name changes the characters will receive. I'll start with the basics, but when new characters are introduced, I'll tell you their names. Also, I'll put either (F) or (M) next to their names so you can know what gender they are now. F is Female and M is Male

Name Changes:

Nagatoro HayaseNakase Hayaki (M)

Naoto HachiojiNana Hachioji (F)

YoshiYuki (M)

Maki GamouTadaki Hano (M)

SakuraSakura (F)

Also Sakura will have long hair for the first few chapters. I'll probably have her cut them eventually, but for now, she has her long hair from the first few chapters.

That's all the name and gender changes for now! Enjoy the first chapter!

Life had never been easy for Nana Hachioji. The girl had spent her life being bullied relentlessly by her classmates and peers no matter what.

Wheter it was for her drawings, her need for glasses, or her obsession with romance mangas. Almost everyone would shove her aside as the good-for-nothing nerd. The girl would get pushed, insulted and spit at for liking what she liked.

And despite that, the girl never once cried in her life. Nana always had an unspoken rule for herself: "If someone confronts me, I just close my heart and let it pass by. I won't even remember their faces."

The girl lived by this motto. Every single time she got pushed or threatened, she'd simply lower her head and leave her brain on autopilot, waiting until it was all over. And it worked. The girl was never once able to remember the faces of the people who brought her so much pain.

As Nana grew up, her Motto remained with her. With no reason to stop doing what she loved, she continued to pursue her passion for art. She was a bit of a bookworm, a bit of a videogame addict, and frankly, just a little perverted. But above all that, she was an aspiring artist. The girl had gained a certain passion for doing oil paintings, joining clubs left and right where she could in school.

Nana joined the Art Club for the entirety of middle school as well as for the first year of High-School. She had joined this year as well, but it would be different this year.

The former president, alongside her upperclassmen had left attend cram school, leaving the Club all to herself. The girl didn't exactly hate it, but she definetly wouldn't have minded one or two people stay.

The young girl had had a somewhat rocky youth, but she was currently living her life just the way she wanted. She had no idea that things could change so much due to the influence of a single individual.

It was the usual day at Kazehaya High-School. The footsteps of young girl echoed troghout the halls as she made her way to the library. Nana Hachioji had had a very long day, and wanted to take a break and work on her manga, choosing to do so in the Library.

Unluckily for her, she soon realized the room was occupied, and by boys no less. Three of them, to be specific, as well as a girl. Of course, it had to be boys!

The tall girl had never been good with boys. Heck, she'd never been good with anyone, but a boy being around her caused nothing but stutters and nervous hand motions to exude from her.

Keep calm, Nana. You got this. Just find somewhere to sit down, and don't.fuck.it.up.

The girl tried to calm herself down internally. At this point, the other group had already taken notice of the new individual in the room, and were giving her weird stares which only added coal to the fire.

Nana nervously walked over to the edge of the table, sitting down. The group was still eyeing at her, whispering something to eachother. She tried to ignore them, reaching into her bag and taking out her notebooks.

'Just focuse on your drawings, Nana!' The girl said internally. She took a deep breath, before reaching for her pencil in her bag. It truly did seem like luck wasn't on her side today, as she proceeded to drop her bag alongside everything inside.

The girl panicked at the sight of all her mangas on the floor. What if someone saw them? I mean, she wouldn't consider them pure-on smut, but they were definetly not pure. In the end, she was but a young girl with a weird fantasy.

Nana quickly crouched down, trying her best to pick up her stuff quickly. She managed to pick up two pages, before a hand grabbed the rest. A gulp came out of her mouth as she looked up to see one of the boys in front of her, having picked up the page.

The orange haired boy looked at the girl, before looking down at the manga. A feeling of warmth ran across her face, painting it red. The girl simply hoped he wouldn't adress it and give It back.

"Guys. Take a look at this." The boy snickered as the others picked up the other sheets. The pages were full of sketches that, when togheter, told a story. A story about a young magician who moved from her humble little town to meet her true potential, where she also meets a young, handsome archer her age.

For some reason, the magician looked suspiciously like her. And that wasn't the worst thing. Kissing. The page she had been working on was the page where the magician finally confesses to the young archer, followed by a passionate kiss. The girl had made multiple sketches of the scene, drawing some of them in excruciating detail.

"Oh my God! This is gold!" Said the dirty-blonde-haired boy, his cowlick bouncing around as he laughed his ass of at the drawings. "Tell me- did you draw this yourself? It's very... unique." The young girl with blonde hair spoke, trying her best not to laugh alongside the others. At least she was trying to be considerate.

Nana refused to look up at them. As always before, she closed of her heart, hoping their words weren't sharp enough to get past her emotional barrier. As long as she did this, she wouldn't even remember their faces, and it would eventually go by.

One of the boys kept silent, simply grinning at the sketches with a snarky smile on his face. The orange-haired boy checked his phone. "Guys, it's Yuko. She says she's at Mister Donuts." He said as he grabbed his bag. The dirty-blonde guy and the girl grabbed their bags as well, while the quiet one stayed sat in front of Nana. "Hey, aren't you coming?" The dirty, blonde boy asked.

"Nah. I'll meet up with you guys later. Bye." He said as he looked at the sketch.

"Seriously? Don't tell me you're into that." The boy replied. The young boy sighed. "I said bye."

The rest of the group eventually left the room, leaving Nana alone with the young kid. He finally looked up at her, a smirk forming on his face. The boy had short hair and wore pins to keep them in place. Alongside his short hair was a rather short stature, being shorter than all the other boys, only barely beating out the girl in the group. Contrary to him, Nana was impressively tall, towering over them.

"Judging by your height, I'm going to assume you're a second year, right?" The boy asked her. Nana gulped. "Y-Yes." She responded with a flustered face. She didn't know what to do, simply wishing the boy to leave her alone.

"I see." The boy replied, leaning his face over his arms on the table as he looked straight at her. "Then... you're my Senpai, aren't you?"

"An aspiring young magician is tired of her boring an uneventful life in her small town, so she decides to leave and become an adventurer in order to find the thrill she seeks. Kagami is her name, I see." The boy started to recite to her exactly what he saw and read from her manga, much to her embarrassment.

"On her travels, the girl meets a young Archer. The young boy was betrayed by his childhood friend who he loved, and was therefore banished from his town for crimes he didn't commit, a hit being put out on him." He continued to read it. Nana simply looked at the floor bellow, wishing she could melt straight into it.

"At the beginning, the two hate eachother. But as time goes by, they start to understand eachother and their bond grows ever closer until they manage to take down the demon king." The boy stopped for a moment, giggling to himself, before looking at her again. "This 'Kagami' character weirdly resembles you a lot. Don't tell me- is she your self insert?"

Nana's face flushed even more. "W-W-What do you m-m-mean?" The girl tried to speak, but it mostly just came out as stutters and doubtful squeaks. The boy chuckled. "I mean, a girl who is tired of her normal life and seeks thrill, eventually finding what she wants in a handsome young archer. It kind of feels like it's telling me something about you."

Nana didn't know how to reply, simply wriggling around uncomfortably in her chair. "I'm not going to judge your work, but what do you think about this part?" He pointed at the scene where Kagami confesses to the Archer.

"But I can't love! I can't love anyone anymore! And no one can love me! I've shut off my heart ever since that day!"

"But I know you! I know you better than anyone! I know how much you care for others! How much you care for me! Are those really the actions of someone who would close off their heart?"

The scene continued with the archer giving a blush as he realizes his true feelings, the two of them embracing eachother before it Kagami steals a kiss from the boy. At this point, Nana was wishing she could replicate the ending of Infinity War, vanishing into dust and being erased from existence. The boy chuckled. "Is this your favorite scene? Because it definetly feels like you drew it that way!"

The boy stood up, raising his fist upwards. "Alright! Let's try it out!" The boy yelled. The girl retained her flushed expression, but it more so started to delve into confusion. "Eh? Give what a try..."

The boy opened his hand, as if to mimick grabbing a bow. "I've never shot a bow, so how about I just do this?" He said as he started to mimick the motions the archer did in the fight right before the confession. He started to swing his arms at nothing, landing punches where nothing was there, before kneeling down slightly and turning his kneel into an upwards flip, kicking the air like an acrobat.

Nana had to admit it was impressive, letting her blush glow a little bit more. It only grew tenfold out of embarrassment when he suddenly repeated his exact lines.

"But I can't love! I can't love anyone anymore! And no one can love me! I've shut off my heart ever since that day!" The boy said before looking behind him towards the girl. She adjusted her glasses, a tendency of hers when she was nervous. She instantly knew what he expected of her. He wanted her to act the scene out with him.

Wheter it was genuine or just an attempt at mocking her she didn't know. But the boy continued to stand there waiting for her queue. The girl stood up nervously. Maybe if she went along with him, he'd leave her alone.

All she had to do was hold him by his elbow and say her line, and he'd leave her alone. The girl nervously extended her hands, ready to grab the boy. At the last moment, she pulled them back in a panick, causing the boy to turn around.

The boy walked closer to her as she was backed off into a wall. "I knew it! I knew that's how you'd act! You could never pull off such a move! Much less steal a kiss!" He said, pointing at the kissing scene. "For someone who seems to lack so much experience, you sure did draw this in excruciating detail. It seems to me that you're really into this. Might you be a bit of a pervert?" He chuckled as Nana gasped, before turning her head away, adjusting her glasses.

The boy walked around her, trying to force eye contact with her as she tried to avoid looking at him out of embarrassment. "Senpai~ you're supposed to look at someone in the eyes when they talk to you." He said as Nana was backed once again into a corner, her eyes turning away from him as she shivered.

The boy chuckled, leaning his arm besides her, looking up at him. "Senpai, you're kind of...Creepy." He leaned his face closer to her. The girl couldn't hold it in, her tears swelling up slightly. "It's kind of gross, if I'm honest." His sadistic grin got closer to her as a tear began to form from her duct.

The boy looked as the tear began to flow from her duct. He kept quiet for a few seconds, before deciding to go along with it. It wasn't like there was a way back at this point. "Are you crying, Senpai?" He asked, reaching into his pocket. The girls singular tear turned into many as the boy used a napkin to clean her tears.

It seemed like her brain froze for a good couple of seconds, since after a while, she finally replied. "P-lease S-Stop." The girl sniffed as the tears kept going. It really did seem like all the tears that accumulated trough the years were let out this moment.

The boy handed her the napkin. "Here. A small apology for making my Senpai cry." The girl didn't know how to reply, simply grabbing the napkin as she sniveled. "Mhm" she replied.

The boy turned around, heading for the door. "Goodbye, Senpai. I'll see you later!" He grinned as he left the library. The girl simply remained standing, a heavy feeling of frustration dwelling in her mind. "Someone finally made me cry- a boy no less!" The girl said to herself, her body frozen from the humiliation.

Meanwhile at Mister Donuts, the other two boys and the girl were talking to eachother and having a conversation. All of a sudden, the doors to the store slid open as the young boy entered the store. "Hey! Nakase-Kun! Over here! The orange-haired boy yelled out as Nakase turned to him.

However, something was different with him. Hano, the orange-haired boy, could easily assume what it was given where he had just been. He looked at the boy, his face flushed with a slightly uncomfortable yet still cheery smile formed on his face. "From your face, I'm just going to assume you fucked it up as always." Hano said.

Nakase replied with an even more flustered face as he looked at his friend. "S-Shut the fuck up..."