|Unfazed| [Yandere X Reader]

Chapter 10: Whistle Blow

Y/n held the unknown yellow flower in her with a curious expression. Damien burst out laughing maniacally. With small gasps, he said, "This is the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen!"

"So you haven't looked in a mirror yet, I'm guessing..." The female countered, in a low tone. "Hey, b*tch! What did you just say!"

"Nothing" She responded tediously.

"Don't try to cover it up, filth! Just because you get a stupid flower, doesn't mean you get to be egoist!"

Sighing, the girl placed the flower back in her locker where she first found it, and grabbed her P.E uniform. She closed her locker, but instead of placing the lock back on, she started fiddling with the combination. "What are you doing?" Damien watched the h/c teen, curious to what trouble she was making. "You better not break it, you peasant."

"I'm changing the combination." She stated coolly. Damien raised an eyebrow, trying to look over the girl's shoulder only for her to move to the side and continue her work. "Why would you do that?" The albino crossed his arms.

"Think about it. How did the flower get in my locker in the first place? It's too big to fit through the slots. And the lock doesn't seem damaged, or like someone picked it; whoever put it there had to know my combination." The female elaborated. It came to Damien that she was right. All the locks in this school were replaced yearly and always in fine condition, it was basically impossible to pick them without leaving evidence of the lock being forced open. The only people who should know the combination, are the student, and the headmistress, not even the teachers knew. Though, sometimes students did share their passwords with peers for reasons like in case they forgot something in their locker and they needed a friend to pick it up.

"Well, you are pretty stupid. Did you perhaps give someone your combination, or dropped it somewhere? Foolish peasant." He arrogantly shamed the female teen. "No, I didn't give it to anyone. But perhaps you could be right about dropping the combination password somewhere...anyways, it's best to change it now." The h/c haired teen place her newly coded lock in its place.

"Strange, really. They didn't take anything, just left the flower." The female pondered on it for a while longer.

Damien scoffed, "Not like they could take anything of value in there. If they're thieves, they sure are stupid at it."

Y/n only nodded in agreement, surprisingly. "Well, I better get to class. You should too, locker neighbor." The female shrugged her shoulder, and began walking away. "Hey! Don't call me that, filth!...And shouldn't you be panicking?! Someone's gotten into your locker!" Damien followed after the female, walking and shouting besides her. "Yes, well, I don't think I'll panic just yet over a flower. Besides, it's most definitely some joke." She reasoned.

Damien paused and thought about it, before chuckling cynically. "Yeah, I mean who would give something like that to you. It's either a joke or a mistake. Poor chap, imagine their face when they realize they mistaken their crush's locker for an ogre's!"

"Well, it's their fault then, not mine." Y/n stated, slightly irritated by the male's words. 'No manners what's-so-ever.' She thought bitterly.

"Suppose you have a point. For once. Well, I'll leave your lonesome, not like you're not already used to it, bitch." Damien said before swaggering away.

Y/n sighed in frustration, this entire conversation was unnecessary. Why Damien even bothered to speak further about the reasoning for the flower was odd to her, but then again, Damien was just a nosy boy.

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Walking out of the locker room in P.E. uniform, the h/c haired teen's mind did wander from time to time back to the mysterious flower. Truly, she didn't believe it was given to her for any positive reason, but still it wasn't something she ever experienced before.

"Hey, airhead, where do you think you're going?" A familiar deep voice brought the girl back from her thinking. "Oh, pardon?" She responded to the tall raven haired teen. Closing his eyes in irritation and breathing in, Zacharias continued. "Didn't you hear coach? We're playing indoors today."

"Oh? That's great...! No laps today then." The female said genuinely happy, though it may confuse others for sarcasm. It definitely was not. "Yeah, yeah. Coach said so because it's too chilly outside. What a pathetic reason!" The temperamental teen ranted to the shorter female. Y/n lazily raised her e/c eyes to give him a skeptical. "Well, did you have a vote on it?"

"Well...yeah...but that's besides the point! We're supposed to be pushed to our limit, not be treated children! Honestly, that woman's mad, it's her job to-"

"So, there was a vote on it?" Y/n restated.

A tint of red appeared on Zacharias face as he put on an irritated expression. "You deaf? Yes but-"

"Then how isn't that fair? A majority vote seems reasonable." The female held a deadpan look. "I-I-I, shut up woman!" Zacharias burned in the face, quickly looking away from the h/c. Y/n, either to tired to counter or used to the raven haired teens' controversial comments, walked towards where the rest of the class were beginning stretches. Groaning in annoyance, Zacharias joined them reluctantly.

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Having another class vote, the majority of the young group of students decided on playing a few rounds of dodge ball. One which, the h/c haired teen was not in support of. Yet, knowing by the grin Zacharias gave her, she could tell he was expecting her to complain. Trying not to be hypocritical, she reluctantly moved to the left side of the gymnasium.

Zacharias moved to the right side of the gymnasium, on the opposite team of the miserable looking girl. When the coach blew the whistle, balls began to blast through the air. Zacharias quickly moved to the side, avoiding the ball directed at him then jumping the catch one that flew overhead. Targeting someone to get out from the other team, roaming his eyes across the other side, he caught sight of a pretty pathetic sight. The h/c haired teen was mostly standing at the back corner, not moving so much, and looked almost panicked. She grabbed a ball that rolled over to her and made a pretty lame attempt at throwing it, going the wrong direction she intended in to go. Feeling a surprising pang of sympathy for the female, Zacharias shook his head and threw the ball at a kid with a blue sweatband, continuing on with the game.

"Jones, don't hog all the balls, Mori you're out already! L/n, come on a get moving! You're letting your team down!" The coach shouted out orders. Slightly groaning the female moved from her rooted position and reluctantly moved forward. The raven haired male watched her from the corner of his eye, not sure why. Dodging a ball that almost touched her leg, she quickly thought to go and fetch it and use it as some kind of defense; it might intimidate players if she looked was prepared, even though she most definitely was not.

Picking up the ball she heard a cry suddenly, "hey, you! Look out!" Before she could completely turn around, she felt a strong smack on the temple of her head, then a whistle blowing.