𝐀 𝐛𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬, 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
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A portmanteau of two Japanese words. The first is yanderu, which means "to be sick," and the second is deredere, used here for "lovestr...
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𝐀𝐒 [𝐘/𝐍] 𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒, she couldn't help but lower her head and stare at the floor.
Maybe he won't recognise me.. maybe this time I can-
She was broken out of her thoughts as she bumped into something, rather someone, who glared down at her.
" Eh? [Y/N]. " Caston grinned, and her eyes narrowed. His hand slithered to her waist, then to her back as he pushed her to his chest. " Did you really think you could escape me? " he mused, and she only sent him a hateful glance - before pushing him off.
She scowled quietly, leaving a rather surprised Caston behind. He then chuckled, chasing after her in slow, steady steps. He then kicked her legs with a clean swoop, and she landed onto the hard ground with a thud.
" My mistake, [Y/N.] " Caston dramatically put a hand to his mouth, covering his gasp. " I just couldn't resist the urge to see you lying down. So pathetic, with that ass raised nice and high for me. " he mocked, as his lackeys laughed.
[Y/N] immediately stood up, dusting her skirt and sending him a faux yet calm smile, before she then turned back to her path and minded her own business - leaving Caston baffled.
Eh? Who does she think she is, to ignore me? he pondered indignantly. Before his eyes narrowed to slits, a dangerous gleam tainting his otherwise-angelic eyes. His hands balled into fists, before he exhaled. He then grinned, and let out a small laugh.
" Hah? She thinks she's all high and mighty to ignore me, the Principal's son and the son of the CEO of Yunew Devices? What an idiot. " he spat, yet his grin still curved his perfect face.
" I'll make sure I get a reaction soon. " Caston sighed, before he turned and walked away.
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
The woman, with blood trickling down her nose and otherwise neat locks now messy and all over the place, was pinned to the brick wall. Caston raised his chin in a laugh, " Hah! [Y/N], such a pathetic bitch. " he slapped her, victory gleaming in his eyes. She was sure to snap now.
She only nodded and smiled again, and rage immediately ignited in his heart. His fist flew at her face, before it came back like a boomerang and hit her cheek again. Blood splattered against the wall, as a few of his lackeys began to look a bit concerned and doubtful. " Hey.. maybe we should leave her for a bit.. ey? " One of them spoke up, and Caston shot him a glare that could kill if it could. He immediately raised their hands in surrender lightly, and took a step back.
