{Discontinued} "Valentine's Day" | Yandere Shuichi Saihara x Reader | Rewrite

Chapter 9

"Hey!! HEY!! WAIT UP!!" someone shouted, causing you and several people to turn your head to see what the commotion was about. A boy with short, light brown hair and a familiar-looking grey jacket was running towards you, and it took you a second to realize it was the boy who'd helped you move your giant box on moving day. What the hell was this about?!

Once the boy finally caught up to you he stopped dead in his tracks, not even bothering to close his feet together. He just halted mid-pace, similar to Henry's body language. However, unlike the chemist, this boy hunched over just a little so it was easier for him to catch his breath, "Sorry... I'm not the most athletic... lemme talk in a sec..."

"Uhh..." You wanted to tell the boy to go away, but after he did that running you decided you might as well hear what he wanted to say. Worst case scenario, he'd say something weird or creepy and you could just leave. After a few minutes of awkwardly standing there while the boy caught his breath, he finally started speaking.

"Okay! I don't have all my breath back yet but this is good enough...! So... since you're the only person in that entire damn class I even fucking recognize even though you're a total god damn stranger... I was wondering if you're any good at history? 'Cause I suck monkey ass and if you're any good at it, I could pay you like... a lot to tutor me," the boy gave you a pleading look. At first you were a little put off by how many swear words had come out of his mouth in just a few sentences, but you decided to look past that for now.

"Um... Can't you just get tutoring through the college? Didn't they say at orientation that every department has some kind of tutoring-"

"Ich weiẞ!! God, do you think I'm that stupid? ...I just can't go to their tutoring session, okay?! So will you help me out?" the boy grumbled, crossing his arms. Manners weren't his strong suite, were they?

"I'm not that good at history though," You admitted, kind of cringing. The boy sort of froze up for a second before his entire body language changed. Before it was still a little open, but now he became completely closed off from you just with his body language. It made you want to just leave him alone.

"Ugh. Sorry I wasted your time. Tschüẞ," the boy lazily raised his hand as a sort of mocked wave and turned to leave, but before he could leave you stopped him.

"Wait! Uh... what's your name?" You asked. You doubted you'd encounter the stranger for a third time, but just in case you did it wouldn't hurt to know his name.

"Why?" the boy scoffed at you, giving you a weird look like you'd just asked for some kind of personal information. How did this guy make any friends? Did he even have any?

"Um... just in case we run into each other again and to be polite?" You gave the boy a weird look back, making him get a guilty look on his face as he shrunk into a more shy position by grabbing one of his arms.

"...Fine. I'm Shaun Rostock, the Ultimate Predictor," Shaun introduced himself, seeming reluctant to do it. Was this aggressive act of his really just some kind of defense mechanism made from shyness? Whatever his reasoning for acting so rude was, it seemed pretty evident he wasn't always this way the more you started talking to him.

"Wait... Rostock? Are you related to Henry and Charles?" You asked, kind of hoping the answer was yes. What if he was one of the other triplets that Henry and Charles mentioned?

"Henry's my husband who stole my kickass last name," Shaun simply explained, and although he tried not to smile you could see a small smirk form on his face. You looked down to his hands and sure enough, there was a ring {and an expensive-looking one, too}. Well, maybe him being married to Henry explained where his asshole persona came from, "Anyways, who the hell are you? Since we're apparently doing introductions or some shit."