After about an hour and a half, your first class ended. You quickly stowed your laptop and notebooks in your bag and stood up, eager to get to your next class on time. Yuta immediately followed suit.
"I'm surprised the professor didn't notice you weren't in his class," you say to him as you walk down the busy corridors together.
"That class was quite large. And he does have a full schedule of classes to teach." Yuta responded, trailing you.
"True," you reply. You arrive at your next class and your eyes immediately lit up upon making contact with the familiar brown ones.
"Akira!" You jogged over to your friend's table, smiling.
Yuta trailed behind, his eyes glaring at the young man in front of you. He took in the appearance of the young man. Approximately five feet and eleven inches tall, with tan skin, dark brown eyes, and black hair. He most clearly fit the definition of a womanizer. This 'Akira' man wore a black sweater over a white button-up shirt, black jeans, and black sneakers. " How was your weekend?" Akira returned with a wave.
Your smile faded as you reflected on your dreadful weekend with Yuta and how he was causing you problems.
"It was horrendous," you moaned. "I met this guy. Yuta. We're now roommates..."
Akira chuckled at you and raised his eyes to Yuta "I'm Akira, and it's a pleasure to meet you. Have you recently transferred here?"
Yuta remained silent as he nodded.
"Are you not much of a talker?" Akira inquired. "You're welcomed to sit with us," he said as he drew out the chair beside him.
"Regardless, I was going to sit here." The white-haired boy responded. Rather than that, he sat in the chair across from Akira. He motioned for you to sit as he drew out the chair beside him.
Your eye twitched in irritation, but you sat down regardless.
You sat down with your laptop and waited for the bell to ring, signaling the beginning of class. Your professor, a young woman, entered the classroom and initiated class.
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In no time, it was lunchtime, and your day sped by. Along the way, you and Akira decided on what to eat for lunch.
"Should we walk straight to a nearby restaurant and have something to eat there? In fact, we have a full hour and a half to do this! "Akira pulls out his phone.
"I have study hall after lunch so I could go for something nice, honestly." you replied. While the three of you were walking down the sidewalk from the large building, you began your journey down the road.
"I've checked that Fredrick's Restaurant is all right. The meats served there are meaty, and I'm a meat lover "Akira says.
"Alright! I'm all for it, let's go. I'm starving."
Frustrated that you weren't paying attention to him, Yuta chewed on his inner cheeks. Though he followed behind the two of you, he did not speak a word. He, too, was starving and could use some meat to fill the void in his stomach.
"So, (Y/N), how did you meet your new roommate?" Akira inquired, perplexed.
"Oh, uhh... We met at a convenience store near my apartment." You stated, attempting to think of something on the spot. You have no idea how Akira would react if he discovered Yuta was... a man-eating beast.
"Really? Hm. How did your landlord take it?" hummed Akira.
"Oh, somehow it worked out," you lied.
"I'm surprised to hear that, given how grumpy and strict the old man is about everything "Akira laughed.
You forced yourself to laugh "Yes, I agree. It took a lot of persuading. That old man, I swear, has something against me."
You made your way to the restaurant. Not too extravagant, but also not too shabby. Akira escorted you and Yuta into the restaurant, where you were greeted by an employee who escorted you to your seats.
She was quite petite and slender. Her hair was dark brown and framed her face nicely. "Here's the menu," she smiled at the three of you. "I'll be back to take your orders." She handed three menu books and walked away.
"How are you feeling?" Akira asks, skimming through his menu.
"Hm... Their meat spaghetti sounds tasty." You respond to him with a nod of your head "Yup. I might get the spaghetti."
"How about you, Yuta?" Looking across at the boy with white hair, Akira asks.
Yuta grunts. "Hm." He furrows his brows as he reads the menu. "Raw."
You side eye Yuta, 'Fucking idiot! why would you say that?'
You laugh sheepishly "What about a steak? Rare...? A rare steak?"
"Oh, yeah!" Akira agrees, "I hear their steaks are pretty good."
"Hm. Rare steak then." Yuta stands, "Hey! Waitress lady, we're ready!"
The waitress comes running back with a pen and pad, "Oh! Um, okay, yes."
"Yuta! That was rude...!" You scold him, feeling embarrassed.
"What? We were ready, were we not?" Yuta raises a brow.
"Well, I wasn't ready-" Akira gets cut off by Yuta.
"I don't care about you. I said 'we', as in (y/n) and me." Yuta glares at the brunette coldly.
You facepalm. "This is going to be a long day..." you sigh while shaking your head in disappointment.
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I have RISEN FROM THE DEAD
#life #crazy #chaos #adulthoodnotfun #writersblock #badatwritingnow #lostmotivation
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Good Boy
Randomyandere!beast x male!reader Stumbling upon an injured beast and taking him home, probably wasn't such a great idea. Now he has serious attachment issues and has you involved in his dangerous life.
