Cann¡bal¡sm (Aizawa Shouta x Yamada Hizashi x Reader)

Chapter One: New start

Salty tears fall down Y/N's face as she tried to outrun the not one but two psychopaths that were on her trail.
Trying to not to turn into dog food for these murders was hard work.
The dense forest around her was hard to navigate with the tress creating a shadow.
Even though, it being midnight didn't help her situation anymore then that.
Y/N was slowing down with how out of breath she was.
They were closing in on her, they are going to catch her!
Her thoughts her all over the place, Y/N was scared out of her mind.
She turns her head to look over her shoulder, they were an arms length away from her.
The fallen tree branch that was upcoming on the floor before
Y/N went unnoticed.
As she tumbled over it, twisting her ankle on the fall down to the dirty mud covered ground.
She let out a scream from the pain, but civilisation was too far away to hear it.
Not that the towns people would care about this situation, she found that out previously.
With her last failure to escape.
Y/N's eyes bulged out of her eye sockets as she focused on the two in front of her.
They closed into her, one each side of her.
The one with black hair sighed and grunted out "Why can't you just stop running away Y/N?".
The blonde on her right side, crouched down and chuckled while twisting her hair around his finger.
Then grabbing a fist full of Y/N's hair and pulling her hair so she was looking at him.
"I quite like this rebellious behaviour of yours Y/N!"
The terrifying grin on his face made goosebumps develop on
Y/N's skin.
Making her shiver and her lips shake in terror from what punishment she would get next for this escape attempt.
Y/N wakes up in a fright, hitting her head against the headboard of her bed.
She looks around to make sure that she's in her bedroom safe, seeing that she is indeed safely in her room, that's covered in halfway packed boxes.
She calm's down somewhat and takes a sigh of relief.
Taking in the delayed pain from hitting her head (from focusing on her safety first), her hand lifts to rub the sore spot.
She lets out a hiss of pain, a "Ouch" follows.
Getting over the pain she whispers to herself, "That dream was so vivid, almost like déjà vu".
Getting out of bed, she stretches and gets ready for the day.
It was moving day but she wasn't even half away packed yet. As she packs away the rest of her things into moving boxes, the dream replays in her mind.
"What a dream to have before moving to a new place" she grumbles to herself.