Neko Yandere X Reader

Chapter 2

Readers POV
I watch as the man known as Takuya Takao walks away down the street. I breathe out a puff of air, continuing on my way to school. As I walk, I remember I had fallen so I begin to brush myself of with each step I take.
The school seemed quite far from my house, a good 30 minute walk. But I didn't mind, it allowed me a chance to get some peace and to take my mind off of things. Besides, I could probably use the exercise. Lately I've become so lazy, I can't be bothered to get food from the fridge that's only about 15 steps away from the sofa.
As I continue to walk, the sound of lots of people talking start to echo around the street as I turn a corner to see the school coming into view. I make my way towards the gate but I freeze when I notice how many people there actually were. A lot more than my old school.
I stand there as I watch the other people. I stood out like a sore thumb. Everyone was apart of their own groups. The emos, the hippies, the nerds, the sleepers/nap takers, the weirdos and the unhygienic ones, etc...even cheerleaders. They are usually the worst. As I make my way towards the building, I start to hear whispering of groups of people around me, it was obvious they were talking about me as I'm sure I saw someone point in my direction.
I try to ignore it as I walk to the main hallway, looking for the locker that displayed my name. Just my luck, mine was right next to the group of cheerleaders. I slowly walk to my locker, opening it and placing my bag inside. Sniggering, whispers and giggles could be heard from the group of girls as they all stare at me. The main cheerleader in the middle seemed to be saying it all, the rest were followers. Like pathetic sheep, too afraid to take their own route.
The longer I take with my locker, the more I hear their conversations about me.
"Look at the new kid. What a loner." The main cheerleader said, the rest instantly agree with her, giggling and laughing.
"Yeah! What a loner"
"Definitely!"
"That's just sad."
They all answer one by one, some even taking over each other as they continue to mock me.
I sigh, shutting my locker, turning to walk away. But before I could move away from them, something pushes against my back hard, causing me to fall onto my stomach with a smack. Hysterical laughter could be heard from behind me, but not just the cheerleaders. All groups were laughing, every single group.
"Nice one babe!" I hear the head cheerleader squeal. I turn my head to try and look behind me. The cheerleaders boyfriend, a Jock I'm guessing. He was buff and well built but he had a smug annoying look about him, so did she.
I slide up onto my knees, getting ready to stand when suddenly pain shoots trough my gut as the Jock kicks my stomach, causing me to fall to the floor once more. I cough and wince as my skin starts to bruise. I suddenly start to lose my breath as the Jock rests his foot on my back, pushing down hard on my spine, crushing my lungs. Himself and the cheerleaders all laughed loudly but the other groups just giggled and watched.
My body begins to gasp for air as my hands violently bang against the floor, showing I couldn't breathe. But they didn't care.
"Look at her! She's pathetic! What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?!" The Jock spat as he laughed over me, his girlfriend and her followers bellowing with laughter. However, all the laughing stopped and the only thing that could be heard were whispering, gasps and footsteps. Due to my position and the Jock pinning me, I couldn't see what was happening but I soon found out by every girls behaviour.
"Look it's Takuya Takao"
"Oh wow he looks so good today"
"It's Takuya"
"Takuya"
"Omg.. Look"
"I wish he would notice me." -
- "You? What about me!"
All similar to this, every single one of them gasping before their words, so I instantly knew who it was. The footsteps got closer and closer and I suddenly feel the pressure remove from my spine. I breathe deeply almost instantly. Taking in as much air as possible as I wheeze and cough. I look in front of me to see two feet facing towards me, I keep my head low incase it was the Jock but I suddenly feel hands wrap around my arms as I'm lifted gently to my feet so I could stand. The person who had helped me, who everyone made a fuss over was no other than Takuya, the man I had bumped into in the street.
He goes to this school?!
I nod as I continue to pant for my breath.
"Thank, you." I manage to say to him with a small smile. He nods, smiling back. Whines and growls could be heard from behind me as I watch Takuya walk away. I turn around to see all the girls frowning at me with pure jealously, even the girl dating the Jock looked angry. I wasted no time, turning and running after Takuya.

I finally manage to catch up with him and he stops to face me.
"Thanks for helping me."
I say shyly, tucking my hair behind my ear with a slight hint of embarrassment.
"That is alright. I am glad you're okay." He replies, his smile peeking from under his hood as his hair pokes out from under it.
He's glad I'm okay? Why? He doesn't know me?
Without saying another word, we both continue walking, this time in the same direction. It was quiet between us but it wasn't the awkward silence. It was just peaceful. Well, it was, until I got that strange feeling again. The feeling that something was following or watching me. Like I was the prey to some kind of predator. I glance over to Takuya to see that his eyes were fixed on me. Staring down at me but as soon as my eyes meet with his, he instantly looks away. I begin to grow embarrassed, so to cover it up I start talking again.
"Would you mind, showing me around?" I ask, tilting my head to him. He turns his head to face me, looking down to me. He nods as a smirk forms on his face. Then, out of no where, he grabs my hand and starts to walk away, pulling me with him. I stare at his hand as it holds onto mine, my face becoming flustered and hot. Blushing madly.

[A/N: Let me know which POV you prefer to read. Authors POV, so it will read things such as 'you' and 'your'
For example:
His eyes were fixed on you, staring down at you.
OR, to be in readers POV, where it'll read things such as 'me', 'i' or 'my'.
For example:
His eyes were fixed on me, staring down at me.
Let me know! Thanks and enjoy!]