Chapter 1
Being popular is so boring
Y/n looked at the crowd surrounding her lunch table with photo or invitations to events that they wanted her at. She clearly wasn't interested but delusions clouded their sights to only their goal.
"Y/n, do you think you'll join any clubs?"
"Hm, I might join the baking club." Y/n could only think about all the free treats that she could make herself.
"You'd definitely share with us, right??" Kiba forced his way to the table but Y/n spared him a side glance, making his heart beat skip from the momentary attention.
"If they're good, I wouldn't want to give you guys food poisoning." Y/n picked up her bag with the crowd was satisfied with her answer allowing her to breathe.
'These people can't get the clue that I don't want to be their idol..' She walked down the hall, a smile painted on her face to not let her tired worn look take over. The smell of sweets filled the air and the will to go home disappeared from Y/n making her walk towards the sweet smell.
"Hello?"
"What do you want." A boy with blood red hair and soft pale skin popped his head over the counter, placing a dozen donuts onto a cooling rack.
"Is this the baking club?"
"What else would it be." Y/n's annoyance increased as the boy continued with his sarcasm.
'Cool it, Y/n' A deep breath and an internal battle, she pulled out a filled club sheet and handed the paper but only to hand it back to her.
"I'm sorry but bringing you to this club would only cause problems."
"I don't understand, I'm pretty qualified!"
"Your fans would raid this place, we can't risk-" The boy was interrupted by a bonk to the head by a taller girl.
"Dont be cruel to visitors, Gaara!"
"Sorry, Temari.." Gaara rubbed the back of his head with Temari taking the paper from his hands.
"I apologize for his actions, we'd be glad to have you here!" Y/n smiled as she was led through the club room by Temari. They only started with the cookies since they were only to be sold for a school event.
"We get commissioned from the school to cater events but we mostly use the funds to put into the equipment."
"Wow, that's so cool!" They placed the last tray of cookies in the cooling rack, Gaara had grabbing his bag and ignoring Y/n's goodbye wave.
"Ah, don't worry he's so icy at first but he's a teddy bear on the inside.." Temari handed her a bag of the freshly made cookies.
'I doubt that.' They parted their ways as Y/n walked down the halls, biting into the soft cookies but the sound of arguing.
"C'mon, we're friends right?! Please tell us about her!" Gaara stood infront of the two desperate guys begging for a bit of info on her.
"I have nothing to tell you, stop being weirdos and ask her yourselves." Gaara shoved one of the guys out of his way and continued his peaceful walk.
"You jackass, you're living in heaven in that room while we have to beg a loser like you for something simple!" Gaara shrugged his shoulder, he really could care less for anyone.
"Hey!"
"Do you want to be in this beating too, pun- Y/n?!"
"Your actions towards your peer is a disgrace, apologize immediately." She glared at the delinquents as they put Gaara down.
"Sorry.."
"What a bunch of dogs." Gaara fixed his uniform as walked away from the duo with Y/n following behind him. He took multiple shortcuts trying to take her off his path but she was persistent.
"What do you want."
"Have I done anything that made you hate me?" She asked out of pure curiosity of his problem.
"Back there was your problem that had been transferred onto me by pure affiliation, I knew if you'd join the club that it would bring so many unwanted fanboys to it." Gaara stopped infront of a vending machine.
"I'm truly sorry about that but I also never wanted to be popular, I'm basically trying to get out of popularity.." She kicked a small peeble to the street while he bought a coffee.
"You want to get out of popularity, many people would give up a leg to be where you are." Y/n sighed as she took a sip out of his drink.
"Having to live up to a whole school's expectations alone is tiring and the consistent ask for dates or perverted favors is degrading." Gaara wiped the edge as he took a sip of coffee.
"I'm the opposite, I'm socially nonexistent to the point that I get left out of events if my siblings didn't mention me."
"You have my dream life."
"Wow, I made a popular girl jealous, are you going to dump water over my head now or spill milk on my prom dress." A tsk left Y/n's lips as she stole the can, finishing the entire drink.
"Wanna hear something?"
"I'd rather you buy me a new damn coffee.." He tossed out the empty can as he sat on a bench with Y/n sitting next to him, staring at the passing cars.
"We just met today but seeing that you're the least popular guy, I want to fake date you until my popularity dies out." Gaara's eyes slightly widen out of amusement.
"So basically social suicide with a stranger."
"I've tried everything so why not try another plan." Y/n stood up by the vending machine and pressed the button for coffee, she handed the can out to Gaara.
"If it means that the baking club gets left alone then I'm in." He snatched the can away from her.
"Weird ideals but I respect it, see ya later boyfriend." Picking up her bag as she walked away to go home.
"Temari is going to lose her damn mind .."
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Y/n waited at the gate of the school with a nervous gaze as she saw her new fake boyfriend approaching the gate.
'No going back!' She smiled and ran up to him.
"Morning, L/n" He rubbed her head as he pulled out a can of coffee out of his bag.
"Silly Gaara, you should call me Y/n!" Y/n glanced at the jealous group of fanboys hiding at the corner.
"Apologies it's purely out of habit, my love." That was a hammer to the head for the passersby and Y/n.
'I didn't expect him to be into it but its working.' The crowd of disappointment filled her heart with pure joy. She hugged his arm as they walked off to class.
"You can let go now, nobody is here."
"Oh sorry!" Y/n latched off, seeing a tint of red on Gaara's face.
"I've never been stared that much before.." He didn't like the pure hatred that burned through his head but he was already committed to her plan.
"It takes a while to getting used to, try not to get hurt. I'd feel guilty if my stupid plans got someone hurt." Y/n crossed her arms as she put her back against the wall.
"The thing you're guilty of is your damn planning skills." Y/n stuck her tongue out which he returned.
I hope your status dies soon
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🍒Fun Fact🍒 Y/n tend to steal Gaara's snacks while he isn't looking.
This is replacing my other story, Together until the end
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🩸Word Count🩸1309