|Unfazed| [Yandere X Reader]

Chapter 6: Flower arrangement

  Y/n didn't feel comfortable taking a shower in her school, she never did. Not in her old school, and not here either. Even though the only people in the girls' showers were of her own gender, it just felt weird to the female. Yes, she may be insecure about herself, but she didn't shame herself for it. Anyways who wasn't? This was the way she felt comfortable. Instead the h/c haired girl washed her face, reapplied deodorant, changed to her uniform, and hunched against the sink so her hair fell in front of her face and quickly washed it, careful not to wet the floor. Finally she grabbed a towel and dried her hair. She was done for now, but she would have to take a proper shower when she arrived home.

   Y/n seemed to be the first person out of the showers, which to her advantage, allowed her to walk the empty corridors to her locker. Everything seemed calm for the female, her heart had stopped beating abnormally fast, and her breath slowed down back to it's original pace. Though her legs still ached from the brutal exercise she was put through, she was managing to get things done. Seeing that she was coming closer to her destination, the female pulled out her schedule in search for her next class. As she stopped in front of her locker, the female arched her eyebrows slightly at what was written.

  
   "Flower arrangement and tea ceremony?" The e/c eyed teen whispered to herself.

   It wasn't that she did not know what if was, after all the anime she watched she knew well what that was. She found it fascinating that this school had a class that was connected to traditional Japanese culture. But now that she thought about it, it did make sense. Almost everyone in this school could be considered a 'noble,' and the parents of the students probably thought it'd be important for their children to know this.

   Though the teen was no noble, probably considered lower class, she still had to go. She was sure there would be coincidences.

    Students started to fill the halls once again as the female waited patiently for her guide to arrive. But as minutes went by, and the blue haired male was nowhere in sight, the teen began to get anxious. 'Perhaps his teacher kept him after class?' The female thought, though that wasn't comforting at all. 'I don't want to be late, but I can't just find the classroom on my own. Perhaps I should ask someone else, but who?' The female asked herself. The teen scanned the faces of the passersby, but they all seemed to be in there own conversation, chatting loudly. 'Would they even hear me if I asked, or just ignore me?' She sighed, deja vu.

    "Where's that guide of yours? Don't tell me he ditched you? Then again, I would too." Said a pompous voice.

   "I'm not sure..." The h/c girl replied, not having to look at the voice's owner. She could recognize that arrogant tone. "What do you mean you're not sure! Oh course he must have, anyone would to someone like you." Said Damien with a smirk plastered on his face.

   "Okay." The female replied nonchalantly.

   "Ugh, that's you're response? Honestly, don't you have any respect for you're superiors!" The silver headed male said aggravated.

   The female paid no attention to the rude male, she didn't care much to hear what he had to say.
'I could continue to wait, but that probably won't do good, and going on my own it might be worst...unless I ask...' The female pondered off and turned to face Damien. "Could you please, show me the way to my next class locker neighbor?" Y/n asked monotonously.

   "W-what! Me? And why would I do that, huh? No way, I was so generous as to offer you that earlier and you took it for granted. See this as your punishment, Peasant." Damien said with a malicious grin.