SCARED || Yandere KNY x reader ||

Start of the art project, a dazed teen and fuckin religion class

It is the cursed day. Monday. No words can express how much I wish I could not go to school. My ankle had healed. I didn't want to go because, not only I don't wan to go to bed but its the start of the art project. I had a bit of luck until now since I avoided Muzan and his underlings, but now I wont have a choice... CURSE YOU GAME! CURSE YOU!!! WHY COULDNT MUZAN BE NORMAL?!?! I sighed and did my morning routine. I hoped in my aunts car and I arrived to hell-I mean school. First I had math. Then history. I probably looked like I was sulking since my friends kept giving me worried glances. I kept worrying that he would pull something dangerous and violent again...

- y/n...? Are you alright? You look down. If there's anything or anyone bothering you, you can tell us!

Nezuko told me with a cute determined face. 

- Oh... Don't worry about it! Its nothing important! 

I tried to brush her off but she obviously knew that something was up. She tried to get me to spit it out but had to stop since the period started. When it did end, I quickly got up and walked fast to my locker. Art... God damnit. I took my things and walked the slowest possible to the class. I took my seat and sighed. There was the psycho. He smirked at me and I shifted uncomfortably. 

OBANAI POV

Ugh art. I'm not bad but I'm not good either. I looked around in boredom since Misturi isn't in this class. Is that y/n? Tch she's annoying but she's trustworthy. I mean, she still hasn't told anyone about my snake and trust me, many would seize the opportunity to bring me down. I'm disliked. Whatcha gonna do. I observed her and realized a few things. One, she looks stressed and keeps fidgeting in nervousness. Two, the cause seems to be Muzan, the spoiled rich kid. Three, he's looking at her in odd satisfaction. What the heck is going on? I cant really help her, I'm to far away and I can't get up in the middle of class... Sorry y/n...

Y/N POV

And Muzans staring at me. I was the only one working. 

- Are you going to help me?

He frowned and said:

- I can just pay the teacher to give us a good grade.

- Oh I forgot you were filthy rich... But if you do that, you'll never get a feeling of achievement.

- Do I look like I care?

- *sigh * just saying.

I continued.

Oh its time for lunch. I got my things and got out. But guess who got dragged into an empty classroom.

Fantastic.

Oh its the demon and underlings. 

- What is it now.

- Aha be careful now. Wouldn't want for your little Nezuko friend to unfortunately, you know... " miss her school opportunities" or "mysteriously" disappear.