"Hello, sir will this be all for you today?" Hinata asks the guy standing in front of him. He seemed to be staring at hinata's face, making him nervous "Um excuse me, is there something on my face?" Hinata askes scratching his chin "Huh oh no... sorry um how much will this be?" The stranger asks seemingly startled. "$10.08 sir" "R-right let me just....h-here you go" he says taking out the money "thank you come again" hajime exclaims 'That guy is lucky he has a nice face or I would have lost it. Geez, how much longer till I can go home!' Hinata lets out a small sigh and continues doing his job as a cashier.
Hours pass and it's finally time for him to clock out. "Hey, Chiaki I'm going to head home now," he said waiting for a response. "Wait up. I'll walk with you" she says in her usual bored tone. They pack up and begin their journey home, but not before locking up the store.
As they were walking, Hinata noticed how there was no communication between them and tried to start a conversation. But as usual, as soon as he opens his mouth, her Nintendo switch bursts out in loud gaming music. She usually walks home with Hinata but almost always ignores him unless he's talking about a game. So Hinata wonders what the point of them even walking together is if they barely talk.
After a while of walking Chiaki and him part ways. Now that he's walking alone, he's getting a strange feeling so he stops and looks around. There was nothing there. 'You are just imagining things' when he told himself this, a feeling of relief washes over him And he continues his walk home. When he opens the door, he immediately takes off my shoes and lies down in his bed. As soon as his head hit the pillow, he was knocked out.
~~~~~Time skip(one month later) ~~~~
As hinata was sleeping. He began tossing and turning not able to find peace. In his dream he is walking home from work, when he felt someone's eyes on him. Not knowing what to do, he startes running. He kept running until he was cornered at a dead-end of an alleyway. So Hinata was forced to turn around and face the tall figure chasing him. "Why are you following me!? Who a-are you?!" Hinata yells frightened, His entire body shaking. The figure gets closer and closer and puts their hand under his chin "Now that's a nice look. What other kinds of faces can you make?" The stranger inches toward him eyeing his prey. But before anything could happen, Hinata's eye's shoot open as he wakes up in a cold sweat. "What was with that dream?," Hinata felt repulsed by his dream, but even more so when he realized what was under his blankets. 'Crap. Why did I get hard by that dream? ugh'
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My Cruel Stalker[Komahina]
Fanfiction(I know I am going to cringe while making this🤧) _______________________________________________________ Hinata felt like someone was watching him, not only at his job...but inside his own home too. In the bathroom, bedroom, living room and pretty...