(I had to rewrite...😭)
Sanschester HighSchool, a school that shows supposedly high quality for the hybrids who accompany the building. My name is M/n L/n. A 5'9 s/c male that's the only rabbit hybrid in the entire school. Mostly predators go to this school, but they're some other herbivores. I just happen to be the only rabbit.
In my eyes, the school was rather pleasant; however, it was totally different from my Elementary days, but it was tolerable.
I walked through the school halls with a small smile. I was actually enjoying my morning, since it was awfully quiet in the building.
Is this what it's like showing up to school before the bus?
"With all this space, I can walk around while I wait for my teacher to get here. Should I go to breakfast?" I talked to myself as I walked the halls to fill the silence. Don't get me wrong, I love the silence of the school, but it was so irregular that it just felt wrong. Suddenly, the comfortable silence was taken away from me as I was pushed aside by someone. The person who pushed me aside was no doubt a female with fox ears. She was the generic colors of a regular fox, and her bushy tail kept hitting me in the face, much to my annoyance.
"Oh. Claire." I sighed as I rolled my eyes. I whispered my sour remark since I didn't want to draw her attention. She's the type to want to cause a scene early in the morning.
Claire Monroe absolutely hates herbivores. The mere sight of us makes her want to throw up. Since mostly predators go to this school, herbivores are seen as an unlikely part here.
Unlucky herbivores tend to get picked on, threatened, or plain bullied by carnivores.
Fortunately for me, I was never a target for any carnivore. But, I was seen as a little 'plaything' to most of the male predators. And that thought disgusted me alone.
"Lloyd's here!" Claire squealed, annoying me once again.
"Ah fuck, Lloyd's here." I sighed as female carnivores, and even some herbivores suddenly flooded out the classrooms into the halls.
All of a sudden, it wasn't quiet anymore.
Multiple girls were gossiping about the arrival of the famous carnivore, and some sprayed perfume on themselves that burned my nostrils. The bus hasn't even shown with the extra students it contains, but this building is already lively without them.
Rabbits, like me, have very good hearing.
Unfortunately, we're able to hear things that are far away from us, and that doesn't come in handy when you have a popular boy in school.
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