Guess who's addicted to Genshin? And who here plays Sky: COTL?? 

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Terunori sat impatiently as he waited for the live feed of the final shokugeki for the day. He was quite proud and amazed at what Mitsue and Hano did. He sure recognized that way of taking on an opponent, it was your way.

You were no cheater, you were not someone who used dirty tricks. You were someone who always fights on an even battlefield.

And by even battlefields, I mean doing what the trickster does, but doing it 1000times better. And by a thousand, I really mean a thousand. The amount of money that flew on the kitchen was basically double, maybe triple of what Eizan offered.

"But it really is such a shame," Terunori snickered, tapping the edge of his seat. "In the end, all of the money was taken back."

Yup, all those millions of yens were nothing but a trap to them to agree on making them win.

"Those are sly foxes.." Terunori chuckled nervously, remembering all the times he's gone to your RS, eating whatever he wanted without being stopped. The trouble he could've gotten to if Atsue decided that he's gotten enough of him. 'Thank god I had... oh right, not anymore I guess...'

Terunori honestly felt pathetic.

"AHG!! No time for this dumb- affection shit!!" He screamed, shaking his head in stress. He's just been so lonely these past few days. He just wanted to see you again. He felt so miserable, oh so miserable. He would cry himself at night with a plushie you gave him from your first date.

He sighed, focusing back on the show.

"Oh, looks like it's starting." He hummed, watching as the show began to introduce the two students taking on the shokugeki.

{Our challenger is a second year student, as well as the president of Haute Cuisine!} The announcer said, gesturing to a student entering the stage. He looked quite nervous but still managed to stand on the stage. {Our theme for today's shokugeki, as requested by the number one student chosen by central, shall be.... HAUTE CUISINE!!}

"Oh... confident are we?" Terunori snickered at the thought of the 'number one student' choosing the president's specialty. "But whatever, if this is another Eizan bullshit, he's gonna lose either way."

{And our champion... the one who will show this student his lesson...}

Terunori leaned forward on his chair, just like when he gets picked as an imposter in Among Us, waiting for the 'best student' to be revealed and laugh at this student because they're delusional to think that they're the best student.

'(Y/N)'s better than you>:P' He thought. Yes, with the emoji to lessen the dep- nothing at all :). [RUDE >:V]

The camera slowly and dramatically started to pan in on the shadowed figure walking up the steps, their footsteps echoing on the arena. The RS president's eyes widened in shock as he saw who had stepped up.

But Terunori still could not see who the person was. They were only showing what this unknown student was seeing, like a P.O.V type of shit.

'Well whoever it is, it's a fucking tree.' Terunori thought, seeing the height difference between the camera and the RS president. [*laughs*]

{Our best student!! Is none other than... (L/N)(Y/N)!!}

The moment Terunori heard your name, he nearly fell on the floor face first. He would've kissed the ground if it wasn't for his reflexes, making his stand up within a second.

"(Y/N).... is with Central...?" He muttered, his brain barely working after hearing that you have joined central. The one thing that's keeping him from making his own food and creation.

The place that clips the wings of such talented students...

And you're part of it.

"So, I was correct." Masafumi sighed as Cécil comforted him. "Terunori Kuga..."

"..." Terunori kept his mouth shut as he turned to Masafumi who seemed down and regretful. Cécil mirroring his expression.

"We tried talking to our daughter, (M/N), but no matter what we say... She just won't let go of (Y/N)..." Masafumi explained, remembering the times he's tried to convince (M/N) to stop her ways of how she treats you. But all of them failed. "Please, I know you're the only one..."

"The only one?" Terunori asked, placing his tablet on the table, ignoring as the announcer introduced Yvon and the others. "To what?"

"Convince (Y/N)." Cécil finished. "Convince her to stop pleasing a mother that doesn't even treat her as a daughter. She won't listen to us. But we're sure she'll listen to you."

"..." There was silence in the room as Terunori kept his eyes on the couple, their words bouncing on his mind.

Can he do it? Would he be enough to change your mind?

Obviously not. He's already tried once.

But... he... wants to. He wants the you that smiles, the one calls his name with so much love one would drown in that tenderness and endearment. The one that broke out of her ice to open up to him.

The one who trusted him enough to cry in front of him.

"I..."

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"Y-you?!" The student said in horror as he saw your figure illuminated by the lights. "You work with Eizan don't you?! You might as well walk away without trying and still win if you're competing!!"

"How annoying..." You sighed, leaning on your station, crossing your arms in annoyance at this student's noisy voice. "Shut your mouth."

"I'm not wrong, am I?! You're a snake, aren't you?" He asked with a nervous laugh at the thought of competing with you, basically a female version of Eizan, in his eyes anyway. "You're like that ninth seat, using dirty and cheap tricks to win and get what you-"

"How very foolish of you to compare my niece to such a cra- ahem, person such as this Eizan fellow." Yvon slowly made his way to the judge's table, along with Irene and Gerald behind him as the announcer introduced the judges. "Hello, a pleasure to meet you. I'm (L/N) Yvon, I'm sure you've heard of me, yes?"

"A-A first seat?!"

"Well, positions aside, shall we start this competition, my niece?" Yvon said, ignoring the dumbfounded student.

"Honestly, you're using your position too much." You sighed, walking up to your station where you prepared your ingredients already and tied your hair. "Don't forget our agreement, uncle."

"Of course." Yvon beamed as he rested his head on his hands with an empty smile. "You have my word as a member of the (L/N) family and a previous first seat, (Y/N). I will judge it fairly. There will be no favoritism or prejudice. All will be equal in my eyes. You two will be going by (L/N)'s word, will you not?"

"Of course." Irene and Gerald answered with a nod, both with a calm smile.

But to the poor second year, all he's feeling right now was pressure under three judges that could ruin his whole life. And as well as an opponent who wants nothing more than to get this shit over with and win.

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Everyone had seen it coming when they heard your name announced, everyone knew that he had no chance the moment you stepped on that stage. The only people who even had a chance of winning against you were probably the third years in the elite ten.

"That was wonderful!!" (M/N) cheered as she gave you a hug after leaving the stage. "You did so great, (Y/N)! Mother is very proud of you!"

You stayed silent, letting her praise you with her empty words. They sounded cheerful, but you can feel the icy tone beneath them.

"But you know...." She sighed, letting go of you, and gave you a disappointed look. A look that looked down at you. "Mother is disappointed that you fired the judges that Eizan-kun had hired for you...."

'Mother is... disappointed...?' You asked yourself as you began to feel the dread of making her disappointed and angry at you.

"(Y/N), mother will have to give you a lecture." She said, her face turning a whole 180 and giving you a smile, taking your hand began to lead you out of the arena and into a car. "You should always remember dear, mother knows best. And mother is only doing this for your best interest in mind." [I will fucking slap this bitch.]

"...yes..." 

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Do you guys have any other character that you like that are underrated and want a story of them? Cause, I have a loooooooooot of them. And I want to make one for every single one of them.

[GIVE ME REN KOUMEI AND NIE HUAISANG CONTENT!!!!]