"Hey look, there's a new guy."
"Wow he's cute!"
"Better get me some of that!"
A new student entered the classroom, looking around checking his surroundings.
Nobody seemed to be interesting to him, at least that what he thought until he looked at the front and blushed slightly at the sight and scolded himself for not seeing the angel in front of him earlier.
A girl stood afar with smooth h/c hair that shines brightly with the light's reflections...
And beautiful but dull e/c eyes.
He noticed right away that her eyes doesn't brighten up like others,
So he thought you were hurt so much you lost the brightness of those orbs.
He took a step forward, wanting to get closer to her and know her.
But the teacher noticed the new senior boy and told everybody that they have a new student joining them.
Resulting everyone to look at him.
Everyone...expect that mysterious girl.
After a few words and introductions, the teacher told the class that someone will have to guide the newcomer.
And that someone is...
"Y/n L/n."
The mention of your name made you look up only a little bit, resulting it as a 'yes?' Or 'what is it?'
"You will be guiding Jack over here for a week helping him around the school, any questions?"
You growled under your breath and pointed your index finger up, resulting as a 'wait.'
"Why do i have to take care of a pest, can't one of his fan girls do it?"
Waving your hand to the side shrugging on one side as your head tilted on one side, directing to the girls that were fanning over him and fell head over heels for him by first sight.
"Y/n...one more word, and you'll go to the office."
Your teacher told you, clearly mad but using a calm voice.
You just rolled your eyes, ignoring the stares, but no...you decided to talk again.
"I swear, if you all keep staring I'll have no choice but to grab those eyes of yours and stab it."
"Y/n! Class don't stare at her, you know how she gets, Jack, sit right next to her."
You growled under your breath once again as you took off you backpack that stands on your right side of the desk table, one that two students could be in.
The guy named 'Jack' sat next to you as Miss Bitch continued the lesson, she knew how you hated, oh you hated!
People sitting right next to you, and having anybody stare at you for the longest time.
It drives you nuts actually,
And you always tell people to stop wasting their useless time on you.
You weren't shy a sweet like many of those stories you read, or the crappy bad girl of the class trying to be cool.
Those cool wannabes actually talk fake while you talk well...yourself, everybody knows you by now by being something you call, honest.
Letting your mouth say those thoughts you have and such, but you really don't talk much or say your thoughts exactly, but just enough for people to understand you since you normally talk like some alien or an anime human monster in the city.
You weren't shy, or a cool wannabe, or those preps.
You would call yourself, unique.
Not a good one, but an interesting one.
An emotionless honest freak, at least that's what you call yourself.
Now where were you?
Oh right.
Not paying attention at all about what the teacher is saying, but you know she stopped talking about the lesson and instead is telling a life story as always.
You looked out the window, admiring the beautiful scenery, oh how you wish you could sit in your comfortable spot under the cherry blossom tree.
No one would dare...sit under it, they know you way to well than to be messed around with.
Bothering you would be like...
Suicide.
You then felt a tap on your shoulder.
"Hey...Y/n."
You looked at person who was talking to you, you recognized that voice too well,
Oh no...
Your 8th grade crush, standing-or sitting, right next to you, his black eyes looking at your E/c ones, and black hair shining by the sun, his pale skin looking smooth like always.
Jack.
Now you remembered why your heart skipped a beat at the mention of that name.
It was your ex Crush Jack!
You remembered the time you were sitting with your closest friend Red, the nickname of your buddy.
And remembered that one of your 7th grade friends telling you,
"Y/n, he doesn't like you back! The group told him and he said he's not interested!"
And on cue, your crush, was walking towards you with your group following behind trying to stop him.
You couldn't take it.
Your heart felt pain and you stomach dropped.
You walked away, avoiding your 'senpai' and your group.
Tears threatening to fall out, but you somehow got rid of that and walked to the library, not caring if you missed your bus or not.
But now it's 12th grade...
Everything turned different...
Shy...to cheery old you back at 8th grade...then to an emotionless person you are now.
You waved at him while facing him.
"Huh? Oh you changed a lot...your friends were right..."
You shrugged your shoulders.
He must've been surprised you didn't avoid eye contact, and walk or run-dashed away when he's near.
"Yeah, I did. It's a good thing too."
You replied back, the teacher still telling her story on the background.
"Why are you here anyways? You know in this class? You changed it?"
He let out a small smile.
"Y-yeah! I changed all my classes, so It feels like the first day of school!"
You were quite confused that he stuttered, he never stuttered, even when talking to girls.
You know this because you were kind of a stalker over him during your 8th grade.
And also still hear his conversations when on 9th and 10th grade.
And he never mentioned any girl, besides the first day, you overheard him saying,
"Ya, that's her right there."
And
"Yeah...she's loud around her friends but she's really quite serious and quiet."
And that's just 2 months when you started a freshmen the same as him.
And the moment you saw each other again during that year, was at lunch, which was 4th period since you two shared that.
He walked past your table, while you were still standing, and stopped right in front of you, giving an awkward wave and an awkward smile, then dashed back to his table again.
And 10th...you started to feel less and less care for him, including everybody else.
Until now...being who you are, you never thought you would see him again.
Especially as...classmates...
"Uh. Well that's...interesting..."
Then the sound of freedom was heard...until 7 more periods.
You quickly gathered your stuff and placed your backpack on your back waiting patiently for the class to get the hell out.
While doing so you raised your hand towards your ex crush.
"Another gate to hell opened..."
you mumbled, clearly loudly because Jack has heard you and chuckled.
He handed you a paper which you opened, revealing his classes.
"What...the...-well. You have all my classes, same period, same teacher, let's head off now okay?"
You handed him the paper back and walked away, him following behind.
"So...about that...day..."
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Painted In Blood (Yandere X Female Reader)
Fanfiction"Hey look, there's a new guy." "Wow! He's cute!" "Better get me some of that!" A new student entered the classroom, looking around checking his surroundings. Nobody seemed to be interesting to him, at least that what he thought until he looked at th...
