Empty Shell - Yandere X Reader

Chapter Two - Empty Closet

Sage had dragged me onto a long journey that I was starting to believe had no end. Apparently before classes start all students are allowed to roam around the building that seems never empty. People gathered in the gym, already working out and throwing a small football around the large room. The smell of the gym was enough to keep Sage and me away from it, besides the terrifying jocks who could crush us easily. The smell was like one hundred dead fish were dancing around the gymnasium. Sage held my hand and showed me around more. A new place full of shiny new instruments like trumpets, tubas, and clarinets. I was in aw as boys and girls played in magnificent harmony together. They each played in semi perfect rhythm, of course every now and then someone would accidentally play a wrong note. Sage pointed at the flutes. "That's what I play," he told me. He had to whisper it directly in my ear as to not interrupt them. I nodded my head slowly as a response. I was strangely not disturbed by how his breath was touching my neck. I felt like I had already had a strong connection with him from just knowing him for a few minutes. I felt as if we'd know each other since I was a child. Before I knew it I'd been pulled away again to a new place. We ran down a hallway and I saw every class we passed. An art room, library, choir, and so much more. I was extremely curious about every single room and every person that passed by us. Like a girl who was wearing a cat tail and a paw. Or the guy who was tipping his hat to every lady, including me. But my curiosity was focused on Sage and Jack most. Who are they and why did they just accept me so quickly? And where exactly is Jack right now? Somehow we had lost him long ago. He was there when Sage showed me the bathrooms but then gone by the time we saw the manga club room. I was snapped back to reality when Sage stopped suddenly. My shoes squeaked loudly as I had to keep myself from hitting him. "What?" I turned and asked him. "This... This is such an important place. I come here everyday." He smiled happily as he pushed open the wooden door. Inside the room was supplies. Mops, brooms, a trash can, and anything you can clean with. It was obviously the janitor's closet. But there was one unexpected item laying on the cramped room. Jack. My question was answered as soon as I had asked it. There he lay. On the gross disgusting floor. Ironically, the place with the most cleaning supplies was the dirtiest. "Oh... Hi." Jack awkwardly waved at us. He quickly got up and patted down his jacket, with a somewhat confused face. "W-What are you doing here?" He inquired. "Showing (Name) around school, and I couldn't just skip over the most important part could I?" Sage replied with a slight wink. I stood there silent. I knew they'd explain it soon so why talk? "This is the janitor closet of course! But! The secret is that students keep bargaining into the room without permission that the office decided to give the janitor a new supply closet and unofficially give it to students. So every generation has came in her to secretly make out, cry, or just hang out! Me and Jack come here a lot to just 'reflect' on life." As I said, they'd just explain it anyway. This new information gave me new found respect for the closet. Never had a place existed in any school I've ever gone to. It's magic! "So do students just randomly come in here?" My curiosity took over. "Not really. Most students have forgot this place. It's kind of just Sage and me." Jack jumped into the conversation. "I want this place to be special for us all! This is where we met." Sage added. "Sooo what are we going to do?" I laughed nervously. "This!" Sage hugged me tightly. He picked me up and spun me around. I held on to his arms, scared I'd fly away. "Jaaaaacckkk!!!" I yelled for help, getting dizzy already. He responded quickly and stop Sage. "There is always a better way," he told him. "Ya but this is fun!" Sage shrugged but let me go away way. He pulled a pin out of his pants pocket. The pin was plain white with maker drawn all over it. It bad handwriting it said 'The Closet Club'. He grabbed my hand and placed it softly in it. "Now you're one of us!" He grinned and then showed off his that had been place on the end of his sweater. Jack held up his hand and on the sleeve of his jacket was a similar pin. I giggled and started at it, somewhat honored. I felt as if I had won an Oscar. "I just met you guys! How could I be part of this group already?" I pulled a lose stand of my (H/C) hair behind my ear. "We're just nice like that." Sage shrugged it off like it was nothing, even though it seemed important to me. I bit my lip as I pinned it just below my shoulder. Sage clapped his hand together and Jack did a thumbs up. "Anyway, we'll be at your house around 3:30 I believe." Sage added. "What!?" I was stunned by his forwardness. "Well we normally do like this welcoming thing. It's weird." Jack shook his head slowly. "They say your house cam represent yourself! It'll help us know you more." The mysterious white haired boy smirked mischievously. He put his hand on his head and saluted us to say bye. He left the Closet Club room and I was alone with Jack. I stood there stunned. Me and Jack shared a few moments of silence, we didn't really know what to say or do. I mean I just met them, got dragged around, and joined a club. It wasn't even eight o'clock yet. "So...?" Jack tried to brake the awkward moment of silence. "Guess I'll meet you at the house," he sighs quietly and exits as well. "B-But where is my class...?" I say to no one in particular.