Flawed Deductions (Yandere!L x Reader)

(Chp. 7) Stalker!?

-----Ryuzaki (L)'s POV-----

I slowly walk up to (f/n), taking care in how my shoes meet the pavement. I don't want her to hear me. She can't know that it's me, it will ruin all of the fun. My heart is beating wildly inside my chest as I try to even out my breathing. Why am I acting this way, it is so out of character for me. I think to myself as each quiet step brings me closer to (f/n)'s beautiful figure.

Right as I get close enough to her, (f/n) turns around the corner of a small building. Perfect. My hands reach out towards her, one hand covering her mouth while the other grabs her waist and pulls her body close to mine.

-----Reader's POV-----

Okay, this person is without a doubt, following me. You think to yourself as you turn the corner, determined to confront your stalker.

Before you can turn around, you feel pressure around your waist, pulling you backwards as a hand is clamped over your mouth. Making it so that your curses and objections sound more like frightened whimpers.

You feel someone's hot breath on your neck, causing you to slightly cringe and making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. You gulp as the person's breathe moves from your neck to your ear.

"Why so happy, (f/n)?" An unfamiliar voice whispers quietly in your ear.

You focus solely on the person, remembering everything you can. Their voice, the way they smell, even the way they pronounce words. Your mind is cataloging it all, so that, hopefully, you can report the person to the authorities after all of this is over.

"I'm the only person that should make you smile so brightly." The man whispers softly, sending a shiver through your body.

You stand there, thoughts swirling, trying to figure out who this man could be, and what he wants. Then, by the time you retrain your focus on the mysterious man, you realize he is gone. The fear that had been rushing through you had calmed to a steady, yet light panic. You found yourself caught in that panic, nonetheless, and hadn't noticed that the man had let you go, or that he was nowhere to be found. You tried to breath a sigh of relief but the panic you still felt caused it to catch in your throat. You quickly pulled your phone out and texted the first person you thought of, Matsuda.

'Hey, this is (f/n), sorry to bother you so soon but it's really important. Please reply as soon as you can.'

You waited rather impatiently for Matsuda to reply, you knew he was probably at work and couldn't answer his phone, but you thought it was worth a try. Minutes went by as you stood in the same spot on the sidewalk, remembering every detail of the terrifying encounter. I guess I should head to school, lots of people so it should be relatively safe. Nodding your head in agreement of your own thoughts, you slowly begin walking again.

***Le Time Skip***

You peek in through the window of the door, looking in on the classroom you should be in. What if the guy from earlier is in one of my classes? He obviously knew me somehow...I can't let anyone know what happened. Except Matsuda...if he ever replies. You are, once again, lost in your thoughts and quickly form a plan to closely examine every guy in your classes to see if any of them match the creep from earlier. You calmly open the classroom door and enter the room, you then casually walk to your seat after the door closes.

"Miss (l/n), why, exactly, are you late?" The teacher asks after you take your seat. She has a small smile on her face, letting you know that she isn't angry, just curious.

"W-well, Mrs. Fujioka, I ran into someone and we lost track of time." You answer, returning the teacher's smile with one of your own. At least it isn't a lie. You remark to yourself, helping to clear your guilty conscience.