𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 ;
彼は欺瞞的だ
➤【 yandere reverse harem x fem! reader 】
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➥ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, fou ̶f̶̶i̶̶v̶̶e̶ boys who seem to be entirely too perfect start to gain an unhealthy interest in a girl to the point it consumes them completely...
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"Did you hear about the hot transfer?"
(Y/N) glanced up from her notes that she was studying to look into the shining grey eyes of one of her closest friends, the knowing smirk set on her lips telling her all she needed to know about where the topic of conversation would be going.
Any second now...
"God, as soon as I saw him, I knew I wanted him to fuck me!"
And, there it is.
Letting out a small, breathy chuckle, knowing she wouldn't get any peace and quiet for a while, she closed her notebook and leaned back in her seat.
"Really, Kana?" She raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "As soon as you saw him?"
The other girl's head vigorously shook up and down as her cheeks flushed in longing, announcing, "Literally, (Y/N), you should have seen him! Tall, silver hair, pale flawless skin, lips that screamed 'fucking kiss me' and..." Sighing, she dropped over her friend's desk and seemed to melt, saying, "He was just so hot."
"Wow," she shook her head, pushing Kana off her desk. "Amazing description."
"No, seriously, (Y/N), if you saw him, you'd probably also have the same reaction as miss horny over there," another of her friend's said with a teasing tone to his voice.
"Well, fuck you Amar," Kana said matter-of-factly.
"Honestly, Kana, he's... sorta' right though," (Y/N) shrugged, meeting the boy's brown eyes, a small twinkle of amusement shimmering within the dark depths. "I hate to break it to you... but right now you're going through your horny development stage and... it's starting to scare us."
Kana just glared at them.
The two couldn't help but laugh at her reaction, already having been poking fun at her ever since the first time she admitted to having such dirty thoughts. But she knew they were only joking. After all, they had all been friends since middle school, now being in their third year of high school at one of the most prestigious schools around: Florens Academy.
The school really only accepted the best, or, what most money could buy.
Children of successful tycoons, CEO's, and celebrities all attended the school because of their parents' money, and that seemed to make all of them act entitled and like they were better than any of the other students. However, because of the immense power imbalance, if anyone wanted to report said children in cases of cheating, bullying, and anything else, the school officials would just look the other way. Soon enough, people stopped trying. And with how the current conversation was going, (Y/N) wanted to know just what exactly Kana might get involved with—especially considering her usual routine of flirting with those that caught her eye.
"So..." (Y/N) began, propping her head up, the squabbling pair consisting of Kana and Amar stopping to give her their attention. "Just who exactly is this person that you'd give up your body to them?"
"His name is Silvius Fraser, I heard," Kana stated excitedly, her angered expression from moments ago crumbling away entirely. "From what Jess told me, his father is the owner of the Fraser Mining Company—you know the one that recently uncovered an entire diamond mine?—yeah, well, his mother is also one of the leading executives of my favorite makeup brand company—Parfum et Amour!"
"And Jess learned all of this... today?" Amar enunciated, blinking his eyes in puzzlement.
"So what if she did?" She raised an eyebrow as she tucked a lock of her curly blonde hair behind her ear, showcasing the large silver stud she always wore.
"And he just transferred today...?"
"Yes...? Just what are you trying to say?"
"Man..." he gave an over dramatic shudder as he flicked his gaze between her and (Y/N). "Teenage girls scare me."
"Ugh!" Kana let out an annoyed grunt as she grabbed Amar and tried to put him in a chokehold. "How dare you say that about me, dickhead! I'm a kind and beautiful and gentle person! Not someone to be scared of!"
"Uh, Kana?" (Y/N) chuckled lightly as she leaned forward in her desk, propping her chin up with her hand while a smirk flew over her lips. "What you're doing and what you're saying is totally the opposite of each other."
Clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth, Kana released Amar and sat back down at her own desk, ticked off and shooting the boy a middle finger. As Amar and (Y/N) laughed at their rather aggressive, short friend, the teacher cleared her throat to gain the class's attention and to get them settled down. Glancing out the window, rolling her eyes, she tapped her pencil against the wooden desktop as she tried to tune out the teacher's monotone voice.
As she went about her school day, laughing and chatting with her friends, some closer with her than others, she did happen to catch a glimpse of the transfer student Kana was talking about. She found him just as attractive, maybe more so, than she described him as, and was a bit disappointed when finding that they didn't have any classes together, but brushed it off. He already had quite a bit of people around him already—making a name for himself—so she was sure that he was nice enough to approach and maybe become friends with.
"I saw him," she said to Amar as they walked home, readjusting the straps of her backpack. "That transfer Kana was talking about."
"Really?" He hummed, thoroughly uninterested. "Was he as 'hot' as she said he was."
"Better," she hummed, not noticing the subtle twitch to his brow. "Honestly, I'm surprised she hasn't made a move on him yet. By tomorrow, though, I'm sure, she'll already be making plans for a date. I'm just surprised she hasn't made a move on him yet—or maybe she has in the 7 hours since school began."
"Great," he rolled his eyes, obviously not very interested in Kana's love life.
Groaning at her Amar's lack of interest in the tidbit of gossip (Y/N) was speaking of, she then began to talk with him about an upcoming test instead before they finally arrived at his house. Opening the door and sliding their shoes off, they then announced their arrival. As both entered the kitchen, they threw their backpacks onto the living room's couch as they did so.
"Hey, you two," Shreya, Amar's mother, greeted as she wiped her hands with a towel. "Dinner should be ready by six, I'm just tidying a few things up. Go get your homework done and then we'll eat."
