Painted In Blood (Yandere X Female Reader)

Chapter 2.

"About what?"
You were walking through the hallway, some of your old friends walking past you, and looked pretty surprised you were talking to you ex crush.
Your friends from freshmen...and the other years before that, but at 10th grade...it all fell apart and you guys parted.
So there they are, eyes widen, mouths wide open at the sight in front of them, looking at the two forms who they thought would never talk to each other again.

"What's with them..? And don't you remember?"
His voice seemed angry, clearly pissed up that you 'forgot' the heartbreaking moment from before.

You let out a small chuckle.
Music to everybody ears, a not too high, not too deep, but a smoothing Chuckle echoing in his ears.
"I don't hang out with anybody since I got a little anti-social now, well more than that, after my parents died on that car crash, depression just overtook me."
You frowned remembering the moment your grandparents told you with warm tears on their eyes that your parents died.
You didn't cry, not at all, you just excused yourself and locked yourself in your bedroom for hours that turn into days turning into weeks.

But then you smiled.
"And what event are you talking about exactly?"

He looked away, fiddling with his fingers.
"From 8th grade..?"

You let out another chuckle,
"I'm surprised you remembered that...and everything's different now, I'm not so shy or nervous around you anymore! Isn't that great?"

Sure it's great for you...
But it wasn't great for...
Him.

"Heh...ya...I could talk to you now without you walking or running away!"
He smiled, but on the inside he's burning up in anger.

Then an question come into mind.
"Hey...do you perhaps like someone..?"

You shook your head no,
"Not really-we're here."

You stood right in front of the open classroom, motioning him to come inside.
"I'll tell the teacher that you have changed classes okay?"

He nodded.

"Okay."
You walked towards the teacher, telling him about your arrival and such.
While you were distracted, the mentioned person was staring at you the whole time.  
As you walked back, a few students were already on their seats, surprised you have just walked towards a person without a pissed off expression.
"The teacher said that you could take a seat right behind my desk."

This cause his head to perk up.
"Why can't I sit next to you?"

"Because Leo is sitting next to me, the Leo you know, remember? The reason why you talked to me in the first place was because of his weird attitude towards me at 7th grade."
You smiled faintly as you remembered the memory.

The scent of wet grass and the sound of pouring rain.
You were under one of the outside sheltered hallways out from the cafeteria, you were with your friend Leo, who was talking to you about games and such and you agree with him on liking the scary games the most.
That's when he grabbed the sleeve of the jacket you had on, pulling your left hand up, kissing your arm that was covered in the freshly white jacket that kept you warm two times.
And that's how you met him.
Jack.
A friend of Leo that was behind him, watching as Leo kissed your arm while looking at you.
And after Leo left, he came into view and talked to you, saying that he saw his friend kissed your arm two times.
You were really surprised, you thought he was smelling your jacket because you didn't feel lips touch your jacket at all.
After that little action, Jack began talking to you.
And when school ended, you quickly ran to the bus area and talked to him until either of your buses have arrived.

You thought you saw a dark shadow forming on his eye, filled will anger...and something else.
"Hey are you-"
The bell have rung, and just in time, Leo walked in, greeted you and Jack, and sat next to you.
"Hey Y/N, are we doing a project today? In every class of mine we're all doing projects! And I have to work with girls!"
He pouted making you smile.

"Wow, that's offensive, heh no it's not. But yes, we are doing a project today, it's a science class obviously. What do you expect?"
You rolled your eyes.
You weren't much of talking or socializing, so talking more than just replying with body language is a whole new level of social and shock for the other students.

And as the teacher told everybody your chosen group, you all scattered around and ended up with Leo, along with Jack.
You're all suppose to do a huge poster, making a picture to describe the important things in life.
And in this case, you wanted to draw the environment, of course, asking your teammates first.

"Well then!" You said happily, glad you get to draw a giant picture of an environment, which you all voted on a forest.
"Let's get started!"
You said, grabbing a pencil out of nowhere doing a quick sketch and plan on a small paper explaining why this is important.
Finishing with the help of your teammates, you stood up to get your needed supplies for the project.

But you never noticed the death glares Jack have been giving to Leo...