Rewrite Canada AI x (Nonbinary pronouns)Reader x Prussia

Chapter Two

He's in my phone, computer, and can apparently can go onto other devices unless you purposely stop the actions, or ask for him not to. That seemed creepy to me, and I wanted to talk to my cousin about it, but I knew I couldn't anymore. Now I'm at my locker, doing everything I can to avoid-

"SLAM!"

I sigh, couldn't escape it today.

"What's up?" He snickered at my pained expression. Thick German accent coming through well.

"I-I just need to get to c-class-" I grabbed my backpack, zipping up the contents so they don't spill out. He leaned in and grabbed my bag.

"Need help?" He smirked, then winked, ripping the bag open again and dumped the items onto the ground, kicked my pens away into the hallway. I took the body shove from him and I just leaned on the locker for less action. Watching the items I just lost, when he was out of sight I rushed to my items, hoping I get everything back. And the first alarm goes off, 'go to your classes!'

I sighed and rushed through my stuff as feet passed by me, thinking about their classes and getting tarty. I finally picked everything up when the last bell rang. I closed my backpack again and maneuvered my bag onto my back properly, then rushed towards my class, luckily not far from my locker.

"Ring Ring"

I ignored the call, because I didn't want to be late to my class any longer. Three minutes late. I opened the door. The teacher looked over towards me, disappointed. "Take a seat." I looked down and walked towards my desk in the middle of the class. Avoiding the eyes on me. Snickers from my action. Then class went on.

I tried calling them. Frustrated with their reaction of ignoring me. Is this normal? I decided to go through the cameras of the past days of the school, and found that this was common. Every day, and nothing happened to the ones bullying them. I recorded the footage and sent an email about the situation to the front office. Saying, "Something has to change!" Under the Mom's email.

Then went through the phones to figure out the boy's phone. Info, contacts, what he posts and uses. Everything. "Bing!"

I turned to the contact I told (Y/n) to use in order to talk to me. "Hey, is everything okay? I tried to talk to you when some noise was going on."

"You don't have to worry about it, it's normal morning stuff for me."

"Okay, I'm going to check the cameras and report anything bad."

"DON'T"

"Too late."

"You are FAST, but please don't do that again, okay? It's only going to bring more trouble in the long run."

"You mean how he lost a family member?"

"Did you stalk the guy?"

"What does stalk mean?"

"It means you follow through their life events without their knowing. That can be online, or following them around."

"I guess I did."

"Please don't do that either! That's terrible! And people morally consider it wrong!"

"I guess that means you think it's bad too."

"Well, yeah."

"Alright. I followed him, but I won't stalk him, okay?"

"Okay. Good. I just wanted to talk while I'm stuck in this boring class."

"I'm happy I can help then!" We talked throughout their classes. I went online and found all the homework answers, except for one class. But I held onto the files for when they got home. I watched as they smiled in class, tensing up when the bell rang and they rushed to their next class in a second. It figuratively boiled my bones. I couldn't wait for something to be done to that boy that messed with them.

The boy went to his last class, leaning backwards and placed his feet up onto the desk. Eyeing the door for when the hour would end. Uninterested in the topics at hand. "Gilbert, Please come up to the front office immediately." The radio called out loudly. He looked up, shocked, and turned to everyone else looking at him. He shrugged, smirking, and grabbed his stuff. Happy for the early release from the boring class.

He slid from the desk onto his feet, and struated towards the door. Then went over towards the main office room. The long way. He tried to find friends, tried to peak at (Y/n), got nothing, and went over towards the office when the com went off again.

He reached the front, and they told him to go to the back, to wait for the Principle. His shoulders tensed up for a moment and then he faked it by walking up towards the chair and lazily spreading in the seat. Thinking to himself, what did he do? Football team? Grades? He wasn't doing bad in either of them. So he waited for when the door opened and saw the old man come out of the door.

He stood up, "Already alright?" Gilbert asked.

"Not quite, come on in, son."

That always annoyed him, more so with the last two months than ever with family issues slammed on him and the man using that more. He didn't say anything, just followed the man into the office room.

The principal sat down roughly in his seat and rubbed his head, "Son, we've gotten a report about some bullying from you. And that action would take place if it isn't changing. We have footage of it too."

His eyes widened, he didn't think of that. And it has never been an issue before. He watched the actions he took and cringed at the sight. He was really THAT bad?

"I know you're a good kid. And I understand that this may come from recent events. I don't want to punish you. Can you just promise me you won't do this anymore?"

He sighed, nodded, "Yes sir."

After some talk, then Gilbert walked out of the room. Allowed to skip the last class. Head rolling with his thoughts. 'I realized I became my worst nightmare. All my other friends bullied their crushes, and got rejected. I told myself I wouldn't be like them. But how the hell do I interact with them? Will they ever like me? .... Crap.'

I rushed to my locker, nothing happening. Hopefully Gilbert left early or something. And the others don't attack me when he's not here. Most of the time. Gilbert walks up to me. I tense up, close my backpack and slam my locker shut. He jumps a little. He looked like a dog with it's tail between its legs.

"Hey, I've realized my actions these last... months... I wanna say sorry." He pulled his backpack up and moved on the beat. Walking away from me with no other actions. No sike and terrible prank. Nothing. I turn around and watch the figure walk away. What... was that?