Yandere Tales (Male Reader)

Yandere Classmate (Haley)

 "You will never be anything!" Devon yelled in Y/n's face to mock him. The other kids laughed while pointing at Y/n but it wasn't anything new to him. Y/n's been bullied since kindergarten and now elementary, he was prepared for this. Y/n turned his body and began walking away from Devon and the laughing group of kids. Almost all of Y/n's classmates were in that group. Everyone seemed to be laughing along with Devon, except one person. Her name was Haley. Haley Doxen. She was popular with the boys as she was very beautiful with her long blonde hair and her blue eyes. She mostly kept to herself though, always wearing oversized clothing and wearing her hood over her head.

As Y/n stormed away, Haley watched from a distance. Cursing Devon and the kids that laughed with him towards Y/n. She watched as Y/n went back inside the classroom. It was still recess and everyone was outside on the playground or the field playing. Haley then got up and walked over to the classroom and slowly peeked inside. She found Y/n sitting in his seat, drawing or coloring and so she slowly walks in and approached him.

"Y-Y/n...," her voice soft. Y/n turns and looks at Haley.

"What?" He asked as he covered his drawing.

"What are you drawing?" She asked. Y/n un-scrunches his nose as he looks at Haley, mesmerized by her blue eyes. He then uncovers his drawing and lets Haley see what he drew. Her eyes fixated on the drawing as she got closer to take a better look.

"Wow!" She said in awe, admiring the seascape Y/n was sketching which was almost done. "This is amazing, Y/n!" She looks at him and smiles, making Y/n look away.

"Thanks...," he muttered under his breath. Haley, heard him and smiled. She pulls out a chair next to Y/n and sits down. Y/n looks back up and sees Haley sitting on the chair next to him, smiling with her chin resting on the palm of her hand while looking at him.

"What are you doing?" Y/n asked, confused.

"I wanna watch you draw," Haley replied brightly with her hood off of her head now. Y/n, confused and a bit weirded out by her, reluctantly continues to draw while taking quick glances back at Haley. Soon Y/n began drawing again, but with a spectator this time on his right. The longer Y/n drew with Haley off to his right watching, the more comfortable he got with it and the less he covered his drawing from Haley. Suddenly the two are startled from the loud voice of Devon by the doorway with some of his friends.

"Look at what we got here. Showing Haley how to be a loser like you, Y/n?" Devon chuckles. "You shouldn't hang around him Haley, he'll dumb you down to his level." Haley frowned and got up from the seat she was sitting in and walked back to her seat without saying a word. Devon grins and walks up to Y/n. He sees Y/n's drawing and snatches it out from in front of him.

"Hey! Give that back!" Y/n exclaimed as he got up, trying to grab his drawing back. Devon then crumples up the paper and throws it in the trash right before the teacher along with the other students come back inside the class as recess was over. Devon smirks at Y/n before he returns to his seat.

As class resumed and came to an end, Devon left along with the class while Y/n walked over to the trash and took out his paper. Uncrumpling it, Y/n looks at it for a moment before he begins ripping it apart and tossing it back into the trash. After ripping his paper up, Y/n turns and grabs his bag that was still at his desk and takes out his sketchbook and also tosses it in the trash. Y/n wipes some tears from his eyes and storms out of the class. Once the door slammed shut, Haley stands up from her seat and walks over to the trash.

The next day it was recess once again. Y/n sat at some swings alone and swayed himself gently, looking at the ground. Soon Y/n hears footsteps approaching him and he sighs, preparing to deal with Devon and his friends. As he looks up he is instead met with Haley. She had her signature oversized navy-blue hoodie, but her hood wasn't on and her hands were behind her back as if holding something. She approached Y/n and smiled.