Don't Stand So Close To Me{Yandere x reader one shots}

Kai

Y/n's pov:

As the morning rays of sunlight filtered through the classroom window, I sank further into my seat, feeling the weight of exhaustion press heavily on my shoulders. We weren't even halfway through first period, and yet I felt as if I'd been there for ages. My eyes were closing, and my muscles felt heavy. A shutter went through my mind, causing me to cringe. I sighed in frustration; the feeling was back again. I felt like I was being watched. It seemed to follow me around wherever I went, like a ghost I could never catch. It's been pursuing me for three weeks now. I can't sleep, the pills don't help, and my doctor can't explain it.

I resist the urge to glance over my shoulder, knowing I won't find anything. Instead, I focused on my desk. It was cluttered with textbooks, scribbled notes, and an empty energy drink that did nothing to keep me alert. My mind still felt like it was trudging through thick mud.

It was then that I noticed a small, folded note resting on my desk, half-hidden beneath a stack of papers. Curious, I picked up the note with trembling fingers and unfolded it carefully. It had been typed in a generic font and printed with cheap ink. I wondered how someone could've slipped it onto my desk without me realizing it. But the contents of the note disturbed me more.

Have you checked your window lock recently? It was pretty easy for me to get in last time. You look really cute when you're sleeping.

Adrenalin ran through my veins; my eyes weren't heavy anymore. My heart was pounding so fast that it felt as if it were about to break out of my chest. I stuffed the note in my pocket and got the bathroom pass from the teacher.

The bathroom was empty. I splashed a bit of cold water on my face; it helped me calm down a little. I took a few moments to steady my breath. The note felt heavy in my pocket as I walked back to class. I promised myself that I'd show my family the second I got home.

My mind was only focused on two things for the rest of the day: my increasing paranoia and that note.

Some people noticed how distracted I was, but most didn't care. My close friends tried to figure out why, but they didn't get very far. I felt as if spiders were crawling across my skin all day. Finally, the day ended. The outside air felt crisp and refreshing, and the sun was soft and golden. My breath was visible in the chilly air, and I felt warm inside my comfy jacket. Normally, I would've enjoyed a leisurely walk home on a day like this, but today I was walking as fast as my feet could carry me.

My phone buzzed, and my heart dropped once I saw the notification. It was at least a dozen pictures of me. It was a diverse group; some I was sleeping, others at school, a few I was at work, but they're all taken without my knowledge. The caption made the hair on my arms stand up and brought shivers to my spine.

I don't understand why you have such low self-esteem. Look at how adorable and perfect you are. These pictures are nothing compared to the real you; they can't capture how perfectly your skin glows or how intoxicating your smile is. I can barely keep my eyes off you.

The air turned thick; it was hard to breathe. My body was shaking; it seemed as if every molecule in the universe was staring at me. Tears misted my eyes. 'Just make it home; you'll be safe there.' I repeatedly told myself, but I knew it wasn't true. This person was everywhere I went.

I jumped when a hand was gently placed on my shoulder. "Hey, are you okay?"

His voice was soft and comforting. I turned around and looked at the guy in front of me. He was a little taller than me by a few inches and was wearing a short-sleeve shirt despite the cold. His face was perfectly framed by his thick, wavy hair. His glasses were slightly fogged, but I could still see his eyes looking at me with doting concern.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," he withdrew his hand. "I'm Kai Martin; you're Y/n L/n, right?"

"How did you know my name?" I asked. I sounded like a jerk, but I was on high alert.

His smile wavered a bit. "We have a lot of classes together. I sit kind of near the back, so I guess you haven't noticed me."

I instantly felt terrible and fumbled an apology, explaining how I've been distracted for the past couple weeks and haven't paid close attention during class. He accepted my excuses and asked why my breath was so rapid and why I was shaking.

Everything came spilling out. I told him about everything—the constant feeling of being watched, the note, the text. I really didn't want to be this vulnerable to a stranger, but for some reason I felt safer around him. The paranoid feeling melted away, and he was very kind and charming.

"Have you considered putting up some cameras?" He suggested, "My father runs a small store just around the corner that sells them. I could try to get you a deal."

I was touched that he wanted to help. "That's a smart idea."

He grinned, "Yeah, they're really high quality. Easy to install. And your stalker couldn't hack into them because of their advanced security. The footage can only be seen by your account and my father's because he's the retailer." He noticed the suspicious look on my face and reassured me that "he doesn't watch any of it. It'd cause too many legal problems that he doesn't have time to deal with."

"You'd really try to get me a deal."

"Of course, anything for you."

"Thanks so much. I really appreciate it; this whole situation has been freaking me out."

He squeezed my hand for a second to try to comfort me. I winced at the contact with his cold silver ring. "I'm positive it'll be over soon. Would you feel better if I walked you home?"

I agreed, and we walked back to my house, enjoying each other's company. For the first time in weeks, I felt at ease.

Once we reached my place, we exchanged numbers, and he offered me some suggestions for the best sleeping pills. The rest of the evening blurred by. My family was understandably worried, and we discussed some further measures of security. Just before bed, I looked in our medicine cabinet for something to help me sleep. To my surprise, I found one of the brands Kai had recommended and decided I should try it.

I locked the door behind me, and I settled down in our guest bedroom. The pills were a lot bigger than advertised on the box, and I struggled to swallow them, but once I did, I felt my body quickly relax and my consciousness start to fade. It all happened so fast, I didn't notice a figure crawling through the window.

I couldn't feel the cold silver ring that gently caressed my cheek. My body was begging for sleep after so many restless nights. My eyes closed, and everything went black.

A/n: Thanks for reading! Don't' forget to stay hydrated and get plenty of sleep. :)