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

𝐒𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 ⁴³

- Coммeɴтѕ αɴd Voтeѕ αre αpprecιαтed★

Moments had passed since I last spoke with Mr. Terushima. I couldn't see anything since the room was really dark. A tiny small crack up on top by the ceiling as the moonlight shined through served as a kind of window for me.

At some point I had fallen asleep as I woke up again only to hear the sound of someone shutting the door, and I figured it was Mr. Terushima who was walking outside until I heard a stranger's voice, then I heard the mysterious man and Mr. Terushima slightly disoriented voices from behind the door as their shoes clicked against the floor.

I had been sitting on the floor beside the door, with my ear pressed against it. They approached the door of the room I was in, I got startled, quickly standing up and running to the further end as I heard them twist the knob. The light from outside was blinding.

I saw a young man, around the same age as Terushima as he stood around a similar height.

Messy dark hair covering the tip of his eyes, with a hawk-like stare coming for his black irises. He leaned down smiling as Mr. Terushima pointed at me.

"Nice to finally meet you Y/n, the name's Takeharu Futamata. I'm a new secretary that has been working at the police station that's currently trying to find you." He smiled, teasing smirk as he closed his eyes. Slightly opening them as he stared heavily at my figure in the opposite end of the room.

"And let me tell you, you're quite lucky to have such committed officers on your tail." He commented, turning to glance back at Terushima as he chuckled.

I turned down to stare at my hands as my legs gave up, landing on the floor, " You're what?" I cover my mouth in shock, eyes wide, suddenly understanding why there must have been such a wide gap in the case and the cops finding me. "Why is this all even happening to me?" I sadly questioned.

Sure I didn't wish this upon anyone else, but I never asked for this to happen to me either.

"Oh don't cry Y/n, aren't you happy we're here together?" Mr. Terushima softly spoke as he walked towards me. Hands reaching for me, trying to comfort me.

He caressed my back, long slow motions as he did so. Moving my head to place it over his shoulder as he hugged me.

I was in no place to put up a fight, what if they both tried to force themselves on me?

I didn't want to ask for trouble. If Mr. Terushima was practically an unstable madman, then what was this friend of his like?

I found myself crawling back into Mr. Terushima's embrace, fearing the worst. My stress was building up as the other man stared at me with hard eyes. As if he was trying to find out something about me he couldn't quite answer.

"Say Terushima?"

Mr. Terushima didn't respond to him for a few moments until he thought I was feeling slightly better, "What is it?"

"We need to talk," the man spoke, walking out of the room to wait on the other side. Mr. Terushima let go, rolling his eyes but following after his old friend. He whispered a small, "Wait." A small soft smile at me as he tried reassuring me before shutting the door behind him.

"What is it?" Terushima spoke again, clicking his tongue at his friends' unsettling silence. "What do you mean 'what is it?' Even I know what you're doing is wrong." Futamata cringed, rubbing between his eyebrows.

"What's it to you?" Terushima asked, tensed, "After all, you are helping me out too, wouldn't that make you a criminal too?" He smirked, he knew Futamata had always wanted to become a police officer even if he had never truly voiced it. However, it gave Terushima an advantage; if Futama wants to keep his new job, he has to stay quiet.

"Well maybe- okay fine! Yes! It does!" Futamata glared, "But at least I'm not such a creep like you!" He shouted pointing a judging finger at him. "Just drop dead at this point."

A small growl creeped out from the teacher's throat, placing his glasses onto the counter as he rubbed his eyes, "You know what, just drop it."

Futamata let out a snort as he bumped shoulders with the guy before slamming the door to his bedroom shut.

"Fucking damn it," Terushima hissed, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched the arms of the clock tick by. The dark clouds formed outside as they darkened the streets.