Randal Ivory x Reader

The protagonist

It seemed like another boring day at class when I reached my classroom. Everyone speaking to each other before the teacher came while I try to make my way to my seat "Uh sorry can you move- uhh" I stumble upon a few persons on my way as im finally able to sit down luckily no one was sitting on my place this time so I didn't needed to ask them to leave. I sigh and just get a notebook out 'Pretty sure I did made the homework' I think checking the pages and getting to the last ones staring at the white piece of paper "Hmmm well" I mumble getting a pencil out and starting doodling just about anything on it.

The page was half full of nonsense drawings when people starts to sit down wich could only mean the teacher was finally here. The teachers enters but seems a bit shaken up while she leaves her papers on the desk and gets on the middle to speak up "Good morning students today I-... We have a new classmate joining us! Come in!" She says on the most fake jolly tone ever and a guy comes at her side, most of the classmates seemed nerveous and suddenly started sweating. The guy had orange long hair, pretty messy, big rectangular glasses and he seemed kinda nerveous too, when he opened his mouth I also noticed a big fang on one side "Umm my name is Randal Ivory I am a protagonist... Wait umm-" He stumbles on his words getting on a weird kind of posture until I notice, isn't this the cryptid some people talk about? I've heard this guy is pretty dangerous but he looks far from it.

He says a few other weird things on his presentation anyways and stare at him long enough for him to notice, even if everyone was already staring at him his eyes fell right on me as he stared back and smiled. I better look down and keep doodling making a fast funny sketch of him barely noticeable between all the others "Well that was a lovely introduction Randal! Why don't you go pick an empy seat from the ones available! The one besides Y/N seems to be empty" she says clapping her hands together. Wait the seat besides me isn't empty, there was someone sitting there just a moment ago, as I look at my side I don't see anyone there besides Randal happily sitting there and looking at me with a biggest smile on his face and I look at him dumbfounded 'Where did they went? Was this his doing? Or did they leave when they saw him?' My head was full of questions and Randal waves at me wich I decide to wave back "Well I need to go make some paperwork I forgot I'll come back" the teacher says and quickly lefts the classroom leaving everyone watching directly at Randal. A few whispers could be heard around "Wasn't he supposed to be dead?" "How many times has it been?" "I thought he had died or something" "Shhhh!" Everyone was staring nerveous at him while he just gets some weird dolls from the desk 'Did those where always there? And why everyone seems to have already dealt with him except me?' I'm looking at him playing with his dolls as he started staring at me smiling and when I notice he tilted his head "Have you already draw me?" He asks and I look down at my sketchbook, the drawing its barely noticeable "Ummm... well..." I wasn't exactly ashamed of it but it was not the best drawing I could made if I wanted to "Heeeey~ I wanna see!" He says grabbing his seat and moving closer to me inspecting my notebook "Hey! There I am!!!" He says excited pointing at a doodle of him "Your drawings are amazing haha! Hey what was your name?" He ask out of nowhere with his hand out for a shake "Y/N... Pleased to meet you Randal" I say reaching his gloved hand and he grabs me tightly and sales it "What a nice name! Would you be my friend?" He grabbed my hand with both of his in a pleading manner 'Well why not right?' "Sure" I say and he blushes a bit excited "I'm sure Luther would be happy to hear this! Oh! And Sebastian too!" He says 'Sebastian? Luther? Is that more of his friends?'

I suddenly notice how quiet was around us, looking around all our classmates where in a corner, whispers could be heard and an occasional glare would be sent at us. Randal still holding me with one hand fixes his glasses with the other one looking at them "This is no good... I don't want another crucifixion in front of my new friend" I feel a bit shaken looking at him in disbelief "Crucifixion?!" He ignores me completely letting go of my hand, one could say I missed his warm but in fact his hands where cold. He looks inside his backpack "So Y/N we are friends right?" He ask "I guess so... Yeah" I say seeing his eyes lit up "So I can take you home right?" I see his hands out the backpack, one with a piece of cloth and the other one with a chloroform bottle. Some sudden instincts I didn't knew I had kick in as I stand up from my seat and start running only hearing the door burst open behind me with Randal about to chase me and the other students screaming "HE IS ESCAPING" "Should we let him go?" "I don't feel chasing him is a good idea" I glare to Randal for a moment to see him smile at me mischievously "You won't have to worry about them" he says and I keep running but the hallways seemed non ending and different from before but still I keep running until I reached the bathroom and hid myself there inside a stall 'He wouldn't look for me here right? I lost sight of him a few minutes ago anyway' I take my time to catch my breath and think of what would I do now that this mysterious cryptid wants to take me home as some sort of souvenir and can manipulate space to his convenience.