| MANIPULATED | Yandere! Makoto Tachibana x Reader x Haruka Nanase LEMON

Chapter 6: Inferiority

A.N: Is this the start of a love triangle? I think so. *cue the OHOHOHO's in the background*

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He watches you from the small window in the door of the nurses office. His mouth agape, sapphire eyes wide in shock. His best friend-the one person he trusted-with the woman he loves.

A drop of sweat runs down his temple, as he clutches the plastic bag in his hand filled with medical supplies.

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Haruka walks down the hallways of Iwatobi high, gripping his saturated shirt and pulling it away from his skin as he makes his way to the boys locker room. Along the way, he hears the snickers and gossiping of some girls that he presumed were in your class.

"Hey... Did you hear what happened to (first name)??" The brunette whispers. However, her words are loud enough to grab the attention of the raven haired male.

"Yeah. Apparently somebody put a bunch of thumb tacks in her desk," The second girl answers, causing Haruka to stop in his tracks. He looks back towards them, their words filling his mind with a mixture of worry and fear. He pauses for a moment, before sprinting down the stairs to grab his wallet.

He continues to run outside of school grounds, making his way to the nearby convenience store. Once he bursts through the doors, he instantly spots the medical supplies, grabbing multiple bandages in his arms. He plops them on the counter as the cashier stares at him in confusion, reluctant to scan the mass amount of items.

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He watches Makoto take your bandaged hand and press it against his lips, before bringing it to cup his cheek. Haruka continues to watch, slightly cringing at the scene, a million different questions plaguing his mind. His hand drops the bag he previously held, instead bringing it to his heart. He clutches his shirt as an attempt to relieve the dull pain in chest.

The dull pain that felt like as if though you've took his heart and crushed it.

His blue orbs widen in shock. The suffocating pain only intensifying, as he sees the rosy tint of your cheeks in response to Makoto's actions. He clenches his fist in frustration contemplating on his next move, hand lingering above the door slot-ready to confront both you and Makoto- yet, a sudden realization parts his clouded thoughts.

It really wasn't any of his business.

He retracts his hand from the door, and turns on his heel in defeat. His head is hung low as he leaves the area.

However, there is nothing that's able to stop his eyes that brim with tears.

He inhales sharply, finally being able to feel the heavy emotions press up against his chest. A tear falls down his cheek; a rare occurrence that hasn't happened for what like like an eternity. He quickly wipes it away, not wanting anyone to know about his emotional self, and continues making his way down the isolated halls of Iwatobi high.

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His feet drag along the floor as he walks to class. A shade of red catches his gaze, as he spots a familiar redhead. He takes it upon himself to walk past her, and ignore anything she has to say to him. As he walks past her, she mutters something that he isn't able to make out. He walks away from her, and only moments from passing by her, his eyes widen upon realization of her words. His head snaps back to find her, but the red head is nowhere in sight.

His face is left blank as he exhales heavily, a feeling of uncertainty for the future washing over him.

"I know what's going on between Makoto-senpai and that whore. Meet me at the mall tomorrow at 12 if you want to know more."

Continued in Chapter 7...

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Is it bad that my own heart is aching for Haru :')

I just feel bad for the poor boy, and I hope that you guys do too XD.

Though...

It's only going to get worse in the chapters to come. Hope you guys look forward to it ;)

Love you guys!

- J <3