𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 ; 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩. 𝐨𝐧𝐞

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠.

"𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥"

'Please, consider joining our club!'

'Could you be the model for the art club?'

'You'd be great for math club!'

M/N heard all sorts of comments about clubs as he walked down the school corridor. A month into his new school and, he was already annoyed. This week the clubs had only started becoming ready to use, so people were asking others to join clubs.

M/N had been asked plenty of times, though he declined them politely. The noise in the corridors was getting louder, so M/N had decided to put his AirPods in, the calming music he had on soothing him quickly.

Though M/N had music on, he heard a squeaky voice close behind him. 

'Daichi! That's him! Quick, ask him.'

M/N soon felt a tap on his shoulder. Before turning around, he quickly took his AirPods out and shoved them in his hoodie pocket, which was under his blazer.

"You're M/N right? Would you like to join our club?"

M/N couldn't say no, he had around ten or more pairs of eyes staring at him. "Maybe not, I have to get to class and... uh... write things down?" M/N had tried to sound confident though it didn't work.

The others could tell he lied. M/N was a first-year and first-years leave early on Mondays every two weeks, this week happened to be it. For the rest of the year groups, they had their break at this time and could do club activities; hence they are wearing their club outfits.

"Well... That wasn't a no! Let's go to the gym." the boy said who asked M/N before, leading M/N by grabbing his arm and his team to the gym.

Though M/N had protested and tried to yank his arm away, Daichi's grip got stronger each time, effectively dragging M/N to their destination. The gym they had gone to M/N had noticed but had never gone in it.

"Please! Let me go, I don't wanna be here!" M/N shouted as Daichi still had his grip on M/N's arm even though they were standing in the gym.

"I don't even know how to play volleyball!" M/N lied, though he didn't spot his favourite teacher sitting down in the corner of the gym that M/N told all his secrets to.

"Are you sure, M/N? You told me you loved volleyball, I got the team to bring you here. I thought you would have liked it." M/N had heard the disappointment in his sensei's voice and M/N faced the direction of his teacher. 

"Well, I mean... I do like volleyball but I want to go home."M/N had answered sheepishly.

Takeda-Sensei had walked over to M/N during the time he was speaking.

"So you lied to get out, huh? I'm very disappointed in you, M/N." M/N had gasped out loud, he did not want to disappoint his teacher, "I-I'm very sorry, sensei, I'll play!"

Out of the blue, M/N heard a small snicker behind the team. He quickly turned to face the person who laughed. He was a tall, blonde-haired boy with headphones around his neck.

Takeda-Sensei had walked out of the gym after M/N turned around to face Tsukishima. He had gone to go and get something. 

M/N had furrowed his eyebrows at Tsukishima. 'Who does this guy think he is?' M/N thought.

"You know, short stack, you're kind of like a bunny. You had so much energy when Daichi got ahold of you, you were hopping around, like a little bunny."

Tsukishima snickered again at M/N furrowed eyebrows and confused face. "M' not a bunny. That's bullshit!" M/N shouted, his voice echoing throughout the gym. 

"Awww. Why so disobedient? Do you want a punishment?" Tsukishima asked like it was normal to give someone you just met a punishment. 

M/N had anger written all over his face, annoyance too. "That wasn't a no, you didn't even say anything. So you do want a punishment, huh? So, get down on your knees, bunny." Tsukishima asked, mocking M/N for his confusion. 

"I don't! You... Idiot!" M/N insulted Tsukishima. In the middle of M/N's sentence, Takeda had walked into the gym, shocked to have heard M/N say that. Tsukishima took this to his advantage, knowing M/N hadn't noticed Takeda come inside. 

"I-I'm a what? You've hurt my feelings M/N." Tsukishima acted, sounding sad.

"Ha! Loser! Now o-" M/N stopped mid-sentence, only now seeing Takeda. "Tell him sensei! He's annoying me!" M/N said to his teacher. "M/N you called him an idiot and hurt his feelings, I heard you." Takeda knew that Tsukishima was acting, yet he was playing along with Tsukishima.

"Wa? That's only because he said tha-" M/N protested but was quickly cut off by Takeda, "M/N, get on your knees. Don't disappoint me." 

M/N didn't want to disappoint him, so he did what he said and got on his knees, his hands in his lap and looking down because he was embarrassed. "See, wasn't that hard now was it? Go on Tsukishima, do what you want." Takeda handed something to Tsukishima that he got while he was out, M/N didn't notice.

M/N's head raised at the sound of Tsuishima's name. 'This was all for him?' M/N thought. M/N looked back down again, his teacher was here, he wouldn't want to disappoint him. 

M/N felt thin fingers around his neck, replaced by something jingling and moving. He attempted to look down at what was on his neck, though he couldn't see it. M/N decided to feel it. The object went all around his neck and had some sort of been at the front. "This is...  A COLLAR?' M/N thought.

He tugged at it, still on his knees, but couldn't get it off. "Take it off now!" M/N shouted, thinking this sick joke was just a prank.

"Aww, bun bun, no can do." A different voice answered M/N, it was Tanaka, mocking M/N and pouting like him. 

M/N stood up quickly and attempted to run out of the gym before someone he didn't know came in and caused M/N to be embarrassed. Though his action was quickly stopped by a rough hand and M/N was harshly pulled back, his collar jingling.

M/N had literally whined and his breathing became shaky, he wanted to leave the now horrid gym. 

The person who held him spoke, " Now, now, little bunny. Where are you going?"