Charlize Theron characters x reader One-Shot book (platonic)

Platonic Lady Lesso x Never!reader

Note: I love you sisss, this one is for you. It's not a color changing pendant, but I hope you'll still like it, lol. Love you . 💙💛 v3nusxsky

TW: Borderline personality split (please, keep in mind that people's experiences for the disorder differ)

The beast

She shouldn't have. But she did. Lady Lesso had a soft spot for one of the students - you.

And you knew it. How couldn't she? She had known you for a couple of years now. You were so extremely shy and fragile the first year that you attended the School for Evil. And it was valid. The school master told the dean about what kind of family you came from and everything you went through. Lady Lesso wasn't the kind of woman to baby students but you were different. You deserved some love and a proper parental figure.

Lady Lesso seemed to have an innate understanding of your struggles, the tempest of borderline personality splitting symptoms that sometimes raged within you. Yet, she saw past the turbulent exterior to the vulnerable heart seeking solace and guidance.

One crisp morning, you entered the classroom early, ready for today's first class.

Lady Lesso motioned you to her desk, her voice soothing. "Y/N, come here to speak with me for a second dear, please." Lady Lesso waved with her hand.

Curiosity danced in your eyes as you approached, met with the sight of a dazzling blue pendant, held delicately in Lady Lesso's graceful hands. "For you, a token of my affection," she proclaimed, her tone softer and more soothing.

"That's for me? It's so lovely..." you gave a small smile then your gaze turned towards the door as you saw your Never peers, the classroom quickly piling up. "Talk to you later, Lady Lesso." You added as you hurried to the desk all the way in the back and sat down.

She watched you, a little worried over how easily you are pushed away from conversations. Still, she tried to be hopeful.

Lady Lesso stood up and began walking around the classroom.

"Your other classes may be pageants of ineptitude, but not here. There will be no challenges until I see you are worthy." The evil dean explained, tapping with her cane every now and then.

The students listened, and some rolled their eyes, but none of them dared acting up more than a minor sigh or groan.

Lady Lesso usually asked the class some questions during lecture during which you usually raised your hand. You noticed however Lady Lesso ignored your raised hand multiple times this day.

She paused for a moment and glanced at you. She sighed. Then, after a few moments, her gaze returned to the rest of the class. She kept going, ignoring you completely.

Your mind went spiraling out of control. Convinced Lady Lesso hated you. Your raised hand consistently overlooked, amplifying your internal turmoil.

After the lesson ended, you walked past Lady Lesso. Normally you'd offer a sweet smile for the dean, but not this time - you were giving her the silent treatment. Lady Lesso was lost in thought and by the time she realized, you were already past Lesso.

You ran through the corridor. You were so angry. No... Mad. You were mad. Everyone hated you. Including Lady Lesso, who was the only person you trusted. But now Lesso ignored you. It sure meant she hated you if she ignored you? You entered your dormitory. You were so angry you were physically sick, you were sure you were going to throw up, shaking, tears flowing. You looked around the dorm room, your mind woozy. Lady Lesso's 'love' was just an illusion. And illusions shouldn't be trusted because they play tricks with your mind. You started trashing around the room, your bed, your closet, fliping over your study desk. Your emotions erupted like a tumultuous storm, the room bearing witness to the tempest of your feelings.