Requested by: Autumn_Mint
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You were, essentially, the female version of Asano – smart, strong, independent, and attractive. All the boys in Class A were drawn to your charm.
Asano was no exception.
Although at times, you found him to be greatly possessive, despite not being your lover. Time and again, you would spot him glaring daggers at whoever had heard your last words, or breathed in the same space as you.
Shrugging it off as him simply being a creep, you proceeded to saunter up to Ren – one of Asano's close friends – and started up a conversation. However, part way through your discussion, you once more felt holes being burned into your back.
There was no need to waste time locating the source. Quickly, you changed the topic of conference, hoping that Ren would have some form of answer as to the ginger's disturbing behaviour.
"Uh...how long has Asano been like that?" You questioned, keeping your voice as low as possible.
"Like what-"
Glancing behind you, he met with furious purple orbs. He hurriedly turned back to you, appearing rather frightened.
"I don't know...I've never seen him like this before." He muttered, positioning himself so that Asano was obstructed from view.
"Lately, he's...he has been acting really...domineering. Maybe even jealous? I can't honestly tell sometimes." You buried your head in your hands.
Ren processed the information carefully – Asano was definitely beginning to sound like a typical Yandere. If that was the case, then you were in lots of trouble.
"Listen, (Y/n)-" Just as he was about to advise you, a hand settled on your shoulder, and the brunette froze.
"I'm not sure (Y/n) wants to hear whatever you were going to say. No...in fact, I'm positive she doesn't."
Fear seeped into your body, growing from where his hand was touching you, and spreading everywhere else. His words were laced with so much sarcasm; so much malice, that neither you nor Ren had anything to counter with. The two of you exchanged worried glances.
Asano used his free hand to tilt your head towards him; focusing your eyes solely on his disapproving face. Using the hand from your shoulder, he caressed your cheek, causing an involuntary whimper to arise from your throat.
"What are you doing with him?" False concern was evident in his voice.
"A-Asano-" Your effort to speak was in vain.
Raising a finger to your lips, he smiled gently, moving so that his lips were just beside your ear.
"Call me Gakushuu." He whispered, biting your ear lobe.
An unintentional moan escaped your lips, and you felt him smirk against your skin. Directing a glare towards Ren, he maintained eye contact with said male as he bit and sucked on your sensitive neck – he seemed to know all your weak spots.
Refraining from fucking you in class, where everyone could bear witness, he lifted you into his arms, carrying you bridal-style out of the classroom, glaring intensely at all the males looking on in disbelief. To prove that you were his, and only his, he paused before the door, connecting your lips forcefully.
He grinned as soon as he heard your moans, and, satisfied with the horrified faces surrounding him, he finally exited the room.
A few times, you struggled in his arms, endeavouring to break free from his fierce hold, but that only made his grip tighter, which in turn, caused you to wince in pain.
