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A Cry for Help [Gonta Gokuhara]

Um.... I'm kinda new to NDRV3, so from what I read from other fanfics, I think Gonta speaks in third person. I'm not a big fan of this particular chapter because I couldn't develop a plot quick enough, so I'm sorry if it's bad. I hope you enjoy it nonetheless!

Gonta Gokuhara X [Chubby] [Self-Concious] Reader

Requested by: SuchFandoms

Y/N's POV

I didn't quite fit in with everyone else. Constantly, I was put under pressure of being perfect, being the Ultimate Heiress to my father's model industry.

'Secret Licktorias'... (Why does that sound so wrong? XD) [Victoria's Secret]

Of course, I cracked, and felt that I was never really good enough. Instead of facing my problems, I unconsciously built walls around me, not letting anyone in.

I was alone.

I stared in the mirror of my room, pinching the little pieces of skin that didn't look like they belonged there. Then, I slapped my hands on my cheeks, feeling the chubby flesh.

"I'm... not perfect..."

-Time Skip-

Shuichi's POV

I stared at the girl walking back to her room in front of me.

'Y/N, was it?'

She always isolated herself. Everyone tried to talk to her, but she would either ignore them or give a quick nod before leaving. However, as the Ultimate Detective, I noticed one person being more determined than usual.

"Gokuhara-san." I called him over.

"Yes?" He turned around swiftly, stopping his journey to Y/N's room.

"Can you help her?"

He looked surprised for a slight second before nodding. "Gonta can do that. Why did Shuichi ask?"

I quickly pulled out a file from my jacket. "It's about Y/N, the Ultimate Heiress. She's extremely insecure due to her title, and she's also pressured because she believes that she's overweight."

"Oh..." He looked at the photo of Y/N.

I handed him a few photos of Y/N to prove my point. In all of them, it seemed that she was either crying or frowning. Almost never smiling.

As he scanned through the photos, a certain picture made him drop the stack and turn away while covering the bottom portion of his face.

"A-A gentleman shouldn't rest eyes on such a sight!" He remarked, completely flustered.

I picked up the photo he was referring to, and I was shocked to see a something that I probably have never seen before.

Y/N... was smiling.

As I looked at the rest of the photo, I realized what Gonta meant. Y/N was at the beach with her friends, and she wore a black and white bikini, showing off a lot of skin.

"Hmm, so this is what you were so concerned about..." I stared.

"P-Put it down! Don't look at s-such an innocent photo with such a dirty face!" He stammered, slapping the photo out of my hands.

I chuckled slightly. "Gonta, take care of her." I picked up the other pictures strewn out on the ground and slid it back into my jacket along with the files.