|Unfazed| [Yandere X Reader]

Chapter 5: Temperament

As Y/n walked towards her locker, it seemed to be a shorter journey now knowing the route. It wasn't even the afternoon and Y/n was starving. Lunch would start in the afternoon, but Y/n being herself, it seemed like an eternity. As she got closer to her destination, Y/n couldn't help but think back to the two individuals she has met so far.

'Well, I suppose three if you include that Damien boy.' Y/n thought. Stopping in her tracks, Y/n stared in front of her.A few feet in front of her was her locker, and of course, her 'kind' locker neighbor, Damien, who was leaning against his facing the left side of the hall, opposite of the female. Y/n took note that unlike in the morning, he wasn't swarmed by other student. 'More like his worshipers.' The h/c haired thought.

To be honest, Y/n would like nothing more than avoid him. Unfortunately, that seemed very unlikely, she was just going to have to put up with it. 'How annoying.' Y/n took in a deep breath, and walked towards her locker coolly.

Damien snapped his eyes at the shorter female that was approaching, her eyes were only aimed at her locker though. Y/n didn't bother to make eye contact, she only had one objective at the moment. She opened her locker door gently and began placing her things back in. Damien, not pleased with the fact the girl seemed oblivious to the fact he was right next to her, grunted and shook her shoulder. He didn't care if he was gentle or not, it's not like someone, or something, deserved to be treated kindly after ignoring him.

Y/n, being very annoyed now, tried her best to keep her voice steady. "Hello locker neighbor, do you mind not touching me? Thank you. Now, what is it that I can help you with?" Y/n said coldly, not looking him in the eyes. Damien removed his hand quickly and glared at her bored face, still not facing him. 'How dare she! It's not like I wanted to touch mud like her! Has she no manners!? Look people in the eyes when speaking!" Damien raged in his mind. "Watch your tongue around me, unless you want to lose it, peasant." Damien practically shouted. Some passersby actually glanced then quickly looked away when Damien glared at them. Y/n, outraged, but keeping calmed, replied, "I was merely asking if you wanted help, locker neighbor." Damien was fuming at this point. "Well, is there anything you actually wanted to speak to me about?" Y/n asked, this time looking at him coldly in the eyes. Damien held his breath, her cold, e/c orbs made a chill run down his spine. "Yes," Damien said looking away from her momentarily, "mother scowled me about not listening to her. Turns out I'm supposed to be your guide. You're lucky she practically forced me to do this, or I would have just let you wonder around. That would be a sight. Then again, you probably already did on your way to your first class. Serves you right for being rude to me." Damien spoke arrogantly. "Anyways, now that you got you a** over here, I can take you to your next class. The sooner I get away from you the better for me and my health you unsanitary slug. Ugh, why me of all people?" Damien said sourly.

Y/n was practically holding back from slapping him to next week. 'What a brat.' She thought bitterly. The only thing that held her back was the sudden exclamation of her name. "Y/N! I'm here!" Said the cheerful Brandon running up to them, despite the offended glances some people gave him as he bumped into a few.

'Good timing' The female thought. "Brandon, thank you for coming." Y/n said with a poker face, though she did appreciated the blue haired male's perfectly timed arrival. "Well, I'm ready when you are! Just say were and I'll show you the way!" He gave the stoic female a closed eyed toothy smile. The sliver haired male stared at the two in confusement. "Brandon Edwards, you know that thing?" He asked bluntly. "She's Y/n, of course~ I'm showing her to her classes!" Said the blue haired male kindly. "As Brandon said, he's showing me to my classes. So you don't have to. Your mother doesn't have know about this, you'll probably get another scowling if she did." Y/n said in a monotone.