𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐀 𝐁𝐋 [M! Yanderes x M! Reader]

25) dead

5:13 pm

The school premises were nearly deserted, students had all hurried to home when the final bell had permitted their exodus.

Inside a classroom, Serene was finalizing her assignments, the pen curving with the movements of her hand, forming sentences of narrated information she had collected. The final line of the paragraph concluded and the brunette put down the writing tool to shake her aching wrist in relief.

'Ugh, finally, that took way longer than it needed.' The girl assorted the sheets of paper to a systemic pile before rising from her chair to stretch her rigid muscles that had benumbed after the long immobile position. 'I'll put them in my locker and give them to my teacher tomorrow, it's already late.' Her feet happily lead her out with a leap of complacency over her productivity.

The rest of the compound had the same inactivity as the room she had existed. Forcing Serene to inspect the deserted hall in askance 'Hmm, I could have sworn I wasn't still the only one here.' Dismissing her quandary, she moved down the soundless corridor with prosperity over the evening.

As the girl arrived at her locker, an unusual notion had gradually shaped in her subconscious, pursuing her body to hold an alertness around the surroundings.

'Shouldn't the cleaner lady be here already?'

The nervous speculation rang in her mind at the lacking sign of the worker who typically wandered around the facility to eradicate the building of any unclean imperfections.

Serene opened the laminated compartment to place her work onto the welded shelf. A small sense of pride washed through her as she glanced at the neatly written pages, each one a testament to the hours of focus she had poured into her work. She then packed up her equipment for the day's end. When her bag was readied with its respective contents, the girl closed her locker and twisted the keys to hear the operative click that confirmed its functioning lock.

Her ears acquired the sound of footsteps in the space and relaxed her stiff posture within the presence of assumingly a cleaner coming to execute their job.

The brown-haired girl stirred her head to the path of the incoming individual, but her eyes could only identify the flash of a silver object before a sharp scream echoed out of her vocal cords as a pain shot from her arm to incapacitate every limb due to the harm.

She reflexively gripped the wounded part of her body, trying to assess the damage done by retracting the hand to stare in fear at the deep-coated red staining her palm, her brain not fathoming the sight as it ran with adrenaline.

Yet before the female could grasp the situation, her form destabilized as her body was lunged backwards and her back hit the cold steel of the ground. Dizziness set into Serene's vision at the impact and with a pained grunt withdrawing from her lungs, she forced herself to look up at her attacker.