"Hey (Bestfriend's Name), who is that?" you say motioning your head discreetly towards a spiky long-haired boy with dark eyes. She blinks surprised "You don't know who Madara-kun is!?" You stare expressionless "Am I supposed to?" "Have you been living under a rock? He's the most richest and popular boy at our school! Not to mention the ace of the basketball-" you sigh closing your book as you knew she would start ranting and fangirling about this Madara guy. You wait for her to finish silently and she takes one last breath. "Why are you asking anyway?" "He's been staring at me this whole week for the entire P.E class, is there something wrong with me?" She starts laughing in your face. "Please (Y/N), if anything is wrong with you its that you're too pretty and attract every guy easily! Looks like Mr. Rich gots the hot for you now! Way to go!"

You rolled your eyes about to retort until you heard some shouts, you turn and didn't have time to even think as a Basketball hit you forcefully right in the forehead causing you to fall back. Everyone gasps and run towards you as your bff tries to pick you up in a panic. You groan holding your forehead as everyone looks towards the guilty one, you raise a brow as you see that it was the Madara dude. "Ah! Sorry the ball slipped." he apologized while scratching his head embarrassed. "Are you okay (Y/N)!?" your bff asked with concern. You shook your hand towards her "No big deal, I'm f-i-ine." you stuttered as you wobbled a bit seeing the floor spin. "Maybe you should lay down!" "Hey Uchiha! Take her to the infirmary." your sensei shouts. Madara nods while taking your arm around his shoulders and walking you out. You could see the amused glint in your bff's eye, you roll your eyes at her again, seems to be a habit around her.

Once you get to the infirmary he lays you down gently. He gets a wet cloth placing in on your red forehead. "Sorry about that but I had to talk to you alone." You blink in shock. "What?" "I know im popular and rich and whatever other's say but I have feelings too, and I don't want you to think I just like you because you're really pretty-I've seen how different you are from the other girls! You dont care on what others think about you, you are sarcastic when you want, and you eat like a pig!" you glare at how he said that over enthusiastically. He coughs awkwardly. "Sorry, but either way! I still came to like those things about you! So, will you go out with me?" "wait, you hit me on purpose to talk to me?" He sighs "that's all you got out of that?" you punch him hard in the arm as he glares. "Ow! Okay sorry, so maybe I shouldn't have hit you on purpose...but there was no other way to talk to you!" "oh, maybe you could have, oh i don't know?...Asked like a normal person would?" He chuckles. "I didnt think of that, so... Will you give me a chance?"

You laugh at him causing him to get nervous. "If someone can love me eating like a pig and have the balls to hit me on purpose to talk to me...definitely deserves a chance." you finish with a smile. He brightens up and hugs you unexpectedly. You tense at first but hug back eventually. "You know, I'd picture you as the cold hearted type, guess you have a secret sweet and vulnerable side." you tease with a smirk. He glares with a tiny blush. "Shut up, I'll only act like this around you, to anyone else, I'll give them hell!" You smirk. "Whatever Softy~." you continue to tease him for the rest of the day.