Forbidden Obsession || ʸᴬᴺᴰᴱᴿᴱ! ᵀᴱᴬᶜᴴᴱᴿ! ᵀᵉʳᵘˢʰⁱᵐᵃ ˣ ᶠᵉᵐ! ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

'𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫' ¹²

- Coммeɴтѕ αɴd Voтeѕ αre αpprecιαтed★

I was doing well on the work Mr. Terushima gave me until I got distracted. The stares I got from others were nerve-wracking. I felt my eyes tear up at today's events...

I don't think I've cried so much in my life till now.

In other classes, students had written rude comments on my desk. They'd write on papers then throw them at me, or throw pencils at me too.

It was saddening to be treated like that, especially when I left the cafeteria, just to turn around and see a boy come up behind me and forcibly push me aside.

I couldn't tell what was worse, the treatment I received, or those nasty comments guys would say as they passed me by. They were major jerks, that's for sure.

...

I rubbed my eyes harshly, hoping to stop the tears that threatened to fall, I covered my face. I breathed in heavily, holding it in my lungs until my lungs burned, a deep sigh coming out of me.

I'd forgotten I wasn't alone, Mr. Terushima had been very silent until I heard some rustling.

"What's wrong my dear?" I heard him questioning me, voice full of concern.

I didn't answer, or rather, that I couldn't. My own emotions stuck in my throat. I hadn't realized I'd begun to cry until he asked me to stand up and walk to him.

"Y/n, please come over here. I have some water if you want some." Standing up, I walked over to his desk. Head hung low, as I tried not to let him see my current state.

Standing by him, I was looking down at the floor, but I noticed him shoving something into the large bag beside him. He moved the bag away with his foot, underneath the desk.

"Here," he smiled, handing me a cup of water.

I drank it up slowly, feeling arms come up to my waist pulling me forward. I was too exhausted to put up a fight, letting him pull me down onto his lap. I let myself be cradled in his hold.

Maybe this is what it meant to accept any form of kindness given.

I felt him crease my hair away from my face, his big hands wiping away at my tears. I heard his soft whispers, his face being close to my ear.

"Shhh, it's okay."

"Don't cry, it hurts seeing you so sad my dear."

"Everything's fine now, I'm here honey."

Why was he being so sickeningly sweet?

I could sense his chest brushing up against my back whenever he'd breathe, his strong muscles rubbing against me.

I couldn't handle it, not with the way he was being so gentle with me, his eyes looking at me with so much concern. As I was a rare treasure he'd found but didn't want to lose.

I felt my gut twist at the softness in his voice, feeling my eyes closing. Yet I moved out of his hold when I realized what was happening. I know we can confide in teachers if we really need it, but this was wrong. It felt like I was crossing an invisible line I shouldn't be.

I was making my way to the door to exit. But for some reason it felt so far away all of a sudden. I stumbled on my own feet as I tried not to sway and lose my balance.

Reaching for the door that was nowhere near me, I noticed my vision blurring, black dots adorning my sight. The darkness luring me in, it left tempting. Yet it was far more powerful than me that I couldn't overcome the feeling. That's when I really felt it, tripping over one of the desks.

Yet before I hit the hard floor, I felt large hands grab at my body. Picking me up in my limp state, setting me down on a comfortable chair.

I heard one last thing before I blacked completely...

"It's okay Y/n, I've got you now. And I won't let go." He said, kissing my forehead before everything went dark.