Pretty Little Psycho || Amaya Takeru x Reader

01 - homework

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It was nearing the end of the school day. You were sitting at one of the desks at the back near the door with your notebook doodling whatever pops into your mind, and whatever you could observe.

There was a discussion in class as you were minding your own business. The teacher from Amaya's class requested that a student gives homework sheets to him at the end of the day since his own classmates refused to. No one wanted to go nor speak to him at all either, solely because they were afraid.

Amaya Takeru is an individual who actively takes pleasure in destroying things around him, and beating other students for pure enjoyment. Although he is quite violent, he's highly intelligent and analytical.

You thought that everyone had already decided who would be the culprit, because the arguments and protests died down. Silence filled the room and everyone had their eyes planted on you. Raising your head in confusion, a boy named Ryu spoke.

"Heeeyy Y/N~!" He giggled. "You don't mind handing this to Amaya riiight?" He slid the packet of paper onto your desk and smiled.

The rest of the students nodded in agreement and before you could answer, he interrupted.

"Great! Thanks L/N we really appreciate you being the sacrifice— I-I mean volunteer. We definitely owe you one!" With that, they pulled you up to your feet and pushed you out of the classroom to go find to boy.

When the bell rang, you picked up your feet and walked outside to look for him. You wandered through the grounds and spotted him kicking a boy in the stomach, sending him towards the wall and coughing up blood.

You swallowed thickly and slowly walked towards him. He could easily sense your presence behind him, so he turned his head towards you.

His gaze was intimidating making you feel like an ant in front of him. His eyes burned holes into yours as you ceased your feet and stood frozen in place. You could feel your heart rate speed up as he stepped closer and closer to you, until you two were just a foot away.

After a while, he glanced down at your fingers clutching the papers which made you snap out of your trance and clear your throat which caught his attention.

Trying your hardest not to stutter, you spoke ripping your eyes off of his.

"Your, um— teacher said to give this to you."

The boy took hold of the packet and slipped it out of your hands. He examined it before staring back at you who was fiddling with your fingers. His lips slowly curled up into a grin and he let out a short sigh of content.

"Hm."

You lifted your gaze and he tilted his head, letting out a chuckle. He then turned around and walked towards the student on the ground, stomping on his side before looking back at you one last time before walking away.

You didn't even realize you were holding a breath until he was out of sight. Your tensed up muscles even calmed down and you blinked several times.

That boy was truly quite scary.