obsessed

chapter eighteen

"I-I can't explain it, but he's bad news! Kisaki needs to leave Toman before he ruins Toman in the future!" Takemichi tried convincing as Mikey slowly got up, thinking of what to say. Thinking he was going to say no, the blonde looked down, afraid of what will happen next.

"Okay." The two turned their heads to Mikey in shock. 'Holy shit he really bought that excuse?' 

"We're going to end up butting heads with Valhalla. I want you two to bring Baji back before then. Prove to me you're more useful than Kisaki. I know Kisaki's bad news, but Toman needs his strength in the future. Work for me, Takemitchy, (Y/n) chin. If you fail, I'll kill you." Mikey announced with dark eyes, staring down at Takemichi. His look quickly changed to a more cheery one as he then looked at (Y/n).

"Of course, I wouldn't dare to hurt you, (Y/n) chin!" "Uh, thanks...I suppose?" The boy suddenly turned his head towards one of the bushes, to which Mikey smirked. 

"Why is Takashi..." "You noticed too, (Y/n) chin? Oi, Mitsuya, how long are you gonna eavesdrop for? Get out here, (Y/n) chin and I can see your dumb silver hair from here." Mikey called out, Mitsuya slowly revealing himself with a sheepish smile.

"Welp, guess you got me." Mitsuya sat next to (Y/n) as the black haired boy leaned his head on his shoulder and closed his eyes, Mitsuya wrapping his arm around his waist. "I was looking for the washroom and heard you guys talking." Mikey gave the boy a look, knowing that he had lied.

'Liar, you were here the whole time, watching (Y/n) chin.' "Hey, perfect timing Mitsuya, I'm gonna have Takemitchy join your 2nd Division." The group, excluding (Y/n), looked at Mikey with surprise. He then turned to Takemichi, announcing that he was now a member of Toman.

"Thanks for havin' meeee!" "Why did I even bother to eavesdrop...?" 

"As for (Y/n) chin....hmm, he can be under me!" This time, (Y/n) got up to look at Mikey. "Under you? Wouldn't it make more sense for me to be under Mitsuya's division?" 

"Well, I can just make you 2nd vice commander." The three stared at Mikey with shock, clearly taken aback by his words. Takemichi was the first to speak, "Eh?! Vice Commander?! You mean the same position as Draken kun?" "Yep!"

The blonde looked at Mikey with disbelief. 'No way, Mikey gave (Y/n) the position of Vice Commander that easily?! He's going to be one of the top members of Toman now!'

(Y/n) gave him a gaze, realizing the boy was serious. "I'm honoured Manjiro, but giving me a position that high? I don't think I'm exactly worth the position."

Mikey sat back down next to (Y/n), holding his hand softly, and stared deeply into his eyes.

"(Y/n) chin, I'm not making you vice commander just because I like you. You have the strength and intelligence, and I know you'll be a great addition to Toman. I mean, you dodged my kick once! No one's ever done it, and that alone makes me think you're good for the gang. So, will you join me, and the rest of Toman, as our second vice commander?" Although the boy had a lazy smile on his face, his voice was stern as he waited for (Y/n)'s answer.

(Y/n) stayed silent for a while before looking at Mikey with certainty. "Yes, yes I will. Thank you for having me." "Great! Welcome to Toman, Takemitchy, (Y/n) chin."

After the four conversed for a while longer, Mikey stretched his body, dismissing everyone. With Takemichi telling everyone to leave without him, the three made their way down the stairs. Mitsuya, once again, offered to give (Y/n) a ride back home, to which Mikey began complaining about once more, wrapping his arms around the black hair boy's waist, saying how it was now 'his turn' to drop the boy off.

Now, with just Mikey and (Y/n) alone, the two got on Mikey's motorcycle, chatting before arriving at (Y/n)'s house. The boy got off, smiling at Mikey. "Thanks for the ride. I'll see you in a few days?" "Yep, see you (Y/n) chin!" Swiftly placing a kiss on his cheek, Mikey drove away with a wide smile.

Turning to his door with his keys in hand, (Y/n) found himself thinking for a moment before his eyes widen, turning his head to where Mikey had gone.

"When did I...tell him my address?"

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The school bell rang, dismissing the students for the day. The only students remaining in the classroom were (Y/n) and a few other students, who were struggling with the class's math lesson.

The boy saw the students not understanding the lesson, as they had given the teacher the incorrect answer whenever they were questioned, and although he was dying to go back home to sleep, he had to fill out his student council president duties and began helping the students.

"Here, you simply plug in the value of information given to you and then solve for y." He wrote down an equation and carefully watched the students do the math. "Good, after that, you take the other equation, plug in the answer you received for that first equation, and solve for x. It's rather straightforward once you know the steps required to solve this."

Everyone had gotten the correct answer, except for one of them. The rest of them thanked (Y/n) for his help before leaving, the one student staying behind. "Mhm, Haru? Will you not be heading home?" The girl gripped the math sheet in hand, clearly frustrated.

The girl was one of many fan girls that (Y/n) had, though she didn't publicly show it. Haru didn't have a crush on the boy like most of the girls in her grade but rather had an admiration for (Y/n) and how he practically had no flaws.

He was smart, he was handsome and pretty, he was good at sports, and treated others with respect with kindness. He was her role model, and she thrived to become like him one day.

"N-No, I think I'll s-stay a little longer to r-revise the math." Haru cussed at herself for her stutter. She couldn't help it, she was in front of her role model!

"Do you need any assistance? I'm here to help you if you need it." (Y/n) offered, to which Haru shook her head, her blue eyes slowly watering. "It's fine, I don't w-want you wasting your time on someone so stupid like m-me." 

Noticing her mood, the boy sat down, gently taking the papers from her hands and placing them on the table. "Waste my time? Haru, I'm not offering my help out of pity. I offer my help because I can see that you require genuine support. I've noticed how the teacher disregards you, but believe me, I think that it's completely wrong to just ignore someone who needs help."

"My little brother has a disability, so his brain processes things slower than most people. He's trying his best not to let it get to him even with all the constant teasing from his school, and my little sister and I are there to support him along the way. What I'm trying to say is that I'm willing to do the same for you." He finished speaking, writing down his number on her math sheet.

"Although I can't stay any longer today, we can always have weekly tutor sessions or just any day that you want. Just call me, and we can meet up somewhere, alright?" (Y/n) concluded with a genuine smile, Haru blushing ever so slightly as she nodded rather aggressively. 

She quickly packed up, giving many thanks to (Y/n) before sprinting away, still not believing to have such a moment with her role model.

"I-I can't believe I got (Y/n)'s number!" She mumbled to herself, though someone passing by was able to hear her.

"Hm, (Y/n)?" The boy muttered, now calling out for Haru. "Hey, excuse me! Do you know if (Y/n) (L/n) is still here?" "(Y/n)? Ah, yes he's in 1-6!" The boy thanked the girl, his earrings jingling as he made his way to the classroom.

(Y/n) began packing up the multiple papers scattered on the desks, sighing. "I need to help Haru with her confidence. Not to mention, I really need to get that one group of seniors to stop ridiculing her about this." He spoke to himself, mentally noting it for tomorrow.

Carrying his bag, he was about to open the class door when it opened, revealing a figure in front of him. The figure smiled at him, their matching earrings ringing in sync. (Y/n)'s eyes widen with his mouth agape, dropping his bag with shock.

"T-Tora...?!"