Sadistic | Sata Kyouya x Reader

♚ four

And for what seemed like eternity, your body stood frozen to the ground.

Kyouya pulled his face away from yours, amused at what he was seeing. A speechless girl with all color drained from her cheeks, unable to comprehend that such a nice guy was just a pretend this whole time.

"I think I'll get going." Kyouya yawned, giving you a quick smile before turning away and muttering something under his breath.

What the... hell...

"Oh my god, nii-chan, what have you gotten yourself into?" From behind, you heard a male voice nearing and saw a boy your age dashing into the scene of the crash.

You had forgotten that there was someone at fault here, and you made your way through the gathering crowd around the officers. With the cops here, you were kind of upset that none of them took account that you were a victim...

A young man who looked to be in his twenties with light brown hair had several cuts and bruises, unconscious in the car just as an ambulance pulled up. Strangely, you noticed at the last second that he was wearing a hospital gown, now torn and ripped to shreds.

"Let go! Nii-chan's hurt!" The boy from earlier struggled to break free from the policemen, attempting to get closer to the crash. "H-he needs me!"

"Miss, were you the one who was almost hit?"

You looked to your left and saw a police officer taking notes, the streetlights glinting off his glasses. "We heard several witnesses claim they saw a young girl almost hit by the car before she was pulled aside."

"Oh, yes, it was me," you responded, and he scribbled something down.

"What's your name?"

"[Name], but... I-I wasn't hurt at all, so there's shouldn't be a problem," you nervously said, not wanting to get involved.

"I don't think there's going to be a problem at all, Ms. [Surname]. I just needed to know all the details for the written report. Thank you for your cooperation."

"Um," you started before he could leave. "If you don't mind me asking, who is that boy?" You pointed to the guy who was still in the arms of several irritated policemen.

"Him...?" his voice fell for a second. "That's just... Hikaru Kirishima."

That name sounds... oddly familiar, doesn't it?

"Well, if that's all, I'll be leaving." The officer gave you a slight nod and you nodded back.

Today's been a horribly eventful day. The weird Kyouya guy didn't make it any better. What makes him think I'd even be his dog?

You scoffed a little while voicing your inner thoughts, but suddenly bumped into a body when you were unfocused for a few seconds.

You recognized the light brown hair... it was that screaming kid from earlier!

"Ow! What the..." he turned around to face you, his face peering down at you. With one hand, he rubbed his neck.

"S-sorry! I wasn't paying attention," you meekly apologized, shrinking in fear.

"It's fine," he smiled, his gold eyes sending your heart fluttering.

Again?! What is it with hot guys today?

"Hm? Don't you go to my school?" his eyes lit up and brought his face closer to yours.

Your cheeks felt hot and you quickly cast your eyes away. "I-I don't think so."

"[Name], right?" he pulled away, offering you a handshake.

"Hehe, you're so adorable~. I'm Hikaru Kirishima! I hope we can become great friends, [Name]-chan~!"

***

Adorable? [Name]-chan?!

Just the thought of him made your cheeks blush again. He wouldn't stop talking after you bumped into him.

"[Name]? Is there something wrong? Your face is really red..." San-chan asked.

"N-Nothing! It's not a big deal, really-"

"Good morning, [Name]."

T-that voice!

It couldn't be...

Greeted by an all too friendly voice, you were met with the blond bastard from yesterday who popped out of nowhere and interrupted you and San on the way to class.

"Do you remember the deal we made?" he questioned, causing San to give you a sideway glance.

"Y-yes, I do, but could we talk about this somewhere else?"

"Excuse me, I just need to borrow [Name] for a bit," Kyouya said to San, who still wore a confused look.

"I'll explain this later!" you yelled to her while being dragged away by him.

***

"You want me to be your damn dog?!" you shouted, while he retained composure and crossed his arms.

"It makes sense, considering I did save your life after all."

"No, it doesn't!" you angrily protested. "It's not-"

He cut you off by grabbing your arms and pinning them against the wall, his bored eyes glaring right through yours. He leaned in closer, and your eyes widened, your legs shaking and unable to free yourself from his grasp. "Why don't you shut that noisy mouth of yours?"

"Y... you..."

"Idiot. When will you ever learn?"

...Asshole.

He let go and then opened his palm. "Give me your cellphone."

"What? No way!"

"Do it, poochie."

You groaned in frustration, knowing that talking to this blond haired man wouldn't serve you any good. You fished in your pocket for your phone and practically threw it at him.

He didn't seem to care and flipped it open, bringing his phone out as well.

"There. I exchanged all our data," he tossed your phone back and turned his back to you. "Don't be too sad without me, [Name]. Be a good wolf girl, won't you?"