Don't K.O y/n!!! || TR×F!READER

12. MR. kidnapper

Being locked up forcefully in someone's room wasn't cool... nor giving butterflies.

The Sanzu decided that, 'you're much safer with me' this is why you're imprisoned in his room, not house. Room..

Because apparently, he lives with mucho, and he's a jealousy jealous male.

Aside from his clothes there was nothing else to wear...

The food, apparently he's a chef. Honestly you thing he should've been a cooker than a delinquent.

But damn, being in one room for two days is suffocating! Well... not suffocating, because in your last life you were lived in your room... for few weeks at least.

BUT, when the sakura hair color male is hella clingy, it is suffocating, how many hours passed and he was looking at you?

How many hours was he holding you? Feeding you??? In the say of, 'you can hurt yourself'

How?

He only respected your wish of sleeping ALONE, you can't predict this psycho mind...

You layed on the bed, boringly gazing at the white ceiling, thinking about nothing, really, you were living one of your weird dreams right now.

Having an anime character obsessed with you.

You find out, it's butterflies at first, but then, it's creepy and boring.

I miss my phone, that samurai Barbie should've at least bought me one..

How am I gonna know about what's happening in the college?

What about-! "HINA!!" you yelled in panic.

"My sweet Hina must've been worried!!"

But how to escape?? The windows are locked and bullet proffed, even it wasn't, you can't risk your life jumping from the fourth floor.

Shifting to sit straight, you moved to the dark  grey and silver wardrobe after snatching the near desk chair, you positioned it so you can stand on it and look up the wardrobe.

"Dang it!! Still can't see!"

Huffing you reached your hand, flailing on the surface randomly for a tall object.

Yet there's nothing..

You looked behind the wardrobe, in it, in the bathroom and under the bed...

There's nothing for the katana!

What were you gonna do with it you ask? Threaten the Barbie, by snapping it, bcoz, honestly, that drug addict isn't  afraid of death...

He's afraid of losing three things: Mikey, katana, pills.

Okay maybe four, which is you.

"Ugh! I'll break the door!"

But it was open, "oh..."

Peeking out, you hardly can hear anything, the house is empty, are they having a toman meeting?

"Good", you mumbled and wandered the apartment, it was spacious.. which it was very different from how wakui made it small in the manga.

Damn, the ff author really wanted her poor y/n to have rich babies around...

The apartment was almost empty, so few decores around, making it looks elegant.

Admiring is not the time!

Walking to the door--! Locked.

Fudge!