(Male!)Crona X Reader! (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 5

{2020 edit: Hey everyone!!! I hope you all are doing great!! Thank you so much for over 2,000 views!! I never thought I'd make such an achievement!! Thank you all for this happiness and your patience as I am grateful for everyone of you reading this and I wish for you to experience the bliss you guys give me!! Now prepare for the continuation of this story, though I'ma edit this first. Also, I'm not good at writing, especially writing fight scenes. I think this was the first fight scene I've ever wrote, actually.}

{Original note: Eyyy, guess who's back again! This might be a cringeworthy chapter, so buckle up for the ride I guess. If it really is cringeworthy, please comment on how I could make this chapter better. Thank you!}

(1st POV)

The new 'professor patchwork' nonchalantly stood up from the floor and picked up his office chair. "Hello, class. My name is Dr. Frank N. Stein, I don't mind any of the nicknames you may give me, as long as it's school appropriate," He gives an almost menacing glare at a small group of loud kids giggling and sharing a family-sized bag of Hot Cheetos in the back of the class. He cleared his throat loudly, gaining their attention. "Just to remind you all, eating in my classroom is prohibited. Though, I'm sure you all have had me as a teacher before. It's best not to get on my bad side (things could get really, really ugly) and as long as you follow the rules, we'll be fine." Stein says while his hands wipe the dust off his stitched clothes and twists that big, idiosyncratic screw that's sticking out of his head full of grey hair. He sits on his office chair, leaning forward. "Since this is a biology class (and because I have a fondness for science), we'll learn about dissecting organisms and performing experiments. I have high expectations for all of you and I hope you'll all  be able to reach them." He stops screwing and puts his hands in his coat pockets. There is a little moment of uncomfortable silence, the only sounds coming from the group of kids in the back mentioned before whispering about some unrefined topics. "And yes, you'll all take pre-assessments tomorrow." The whole class—including I—groans. "I'm sure you'll all do fine," Getting apparently frustrated by the loud derogatory names and cursings directed towards him by the 'Hot Cheeto students' because of the news {oh, that's a mouthful..}, he grabs something off his desk and throws a scalpel at the group of students. The scalpel may have not even touched me, though it definitely touched my fear. "Except for you, children, draining out my patience. I have no faith in any of you." His focus is back at the rest of the classroom. "Now may all of you stop complaining and let me continue before I either make it a grade or dissect you all, one by one. A choice of mine exclusively." This immediately shuts everyone up, it was almost comedic. He looks around at all of us with a grin, but then his eyes lock on me (even under his big, round glasses, I could tell so well). My whole body freezes. 'Please look away! Please don't speak to me!", my head filled with the same, repeated wish.

"You there, ma'am!" I almost fall out of my seat. I can feel the stares of everyone. "I believe you're Miss. (l/n), am I correct? I don't think I've ever had you in one of my classes before." I felt like a deflated balloon, I wanted to die right at the spot. "Uhh...?" was the only thing that could escape my lips. "Well, it's wonderful to have the chance to finally meet you. I've heard some good things about you from other teachers. For my class, you'll need to do 2 pre-assessments. I can't wait to see how you'll do." "Wait, excuse me?!" I fell my voice rising. Dang it! No one ever told me that I had to do tests (plural) in the beginning of the year! "Am I really the only one doing 2?" I can feel my voice getting louder and my stuttering starting to disappear as my talking progresses. It feels as though everyone in the classroom is starting to disappear around me. "Apparently, yes since you're the only new student on my roll. You'll do the first one right now." "Wha- huh?!?! What am I gonna do?!" I rise from my seat, yelling. "The assessment you'll do today will be down here, below the desks." I never believed I could feel this amount of both frustration and fear in one moment. He gestures me to come down. I slowly, though hesitantly, walked down the stairs, anxious of what he'll do. Reaching to where he is, I stare down at my feet from the lack of comfort. "Good, now let's begin your first test. Fight me." I can hear a few people cheering above as I feel my legs losing power to stand.

"Anytime you're ready." Stein's face contorts into the face of a madman, not that he wasn't before, though I've never seen something more unsettling: a big, crooked smile lacking any genuine feeling or sanity. I could feel myself going faint. I can't fight him!! This is a nightmare!! I had to quickly plan something strategic, though it all became jumbled scribbles of thought in the end. Despite being a weapon capable of fighting, the fact never gives me comfort. To calm myself down, I hum a random song that used to frequently play on the radio. I think it was a Lady Gaga song, though I can't remember all the lyrics. I do remember one of them, and that was "Just dance, it'll be ok." Though, would dancing really help in such a situation? Should I actually make something as strange as that my plan? I have nothing else to do.

{Yeah, sorry. Had this song stuck in my head the entire day and I don't know what to do about it. I didn't really want it to sound stupid, but I'll just do so anyways. Hope your brain cells won't melt reading this, haha. I don't feel like rewriting the entirety of this chapter yet. XD}

     I breathe in and rearrange myself to seem stoic in an attempt to show Stein that I'm ready to fight. He immediately gets the signal. As he lunges at me with an electric hand, I throw my arms up in the air and leap to the side, ending in a pirouette with as much grace as I could. "Hahaha! How strange you are!" Stein chuckles. To be honest, I think my weird dancing or whatever is pretty much the only way I could not look like a fool at this point; I'm aware that I'm not as good as everyone else in the class when it comes to battling. I genuinely hope Lady Gaga's advice could work in dangerous situations like these. Unfortunately, I can't really feel encouraged by those lyrics as the only thing that plays in my head is that fast, minor tune of "Hungarian Dance" which greatly resembles what's going on right now. As he chuckles, I kick him in the stomach. He chokes on the pressure, but continues. I notice Stein reaching his electric hand towards my face. I immediately lean back to avoid getting electrocuted. When he misses, I move to the side and I hop high off the floor. High in the air, my body transforms into a double bladed axe {I tried to think of a really cool weapon} and I attempt to fall and slice Stein in half (to which I missed once he leaps out of the way). I turn back into my regular form and for the rest of the fight, I continue my strange dance-fighting. In the midst of the fighting, I saw the shy kid, Crona, gazing at me, stunned, in the audience, cheering in my favor.

After what feels like forever, I attempt to attack Stein with my blade again. This time he didn't even try to dodge the attack or anything, he just stood there, smiling! I almost pierce him until he blocks me with his hand and sits back down on his rolling chair. "Huh?!" I yell in much confusion. "Good job, (y/n). Your technique was rather extraordinary. I'm done testing you for the day, you can go back to your seat." He gave me a thumbs up and a pat on the back, which totally contradicted his attitude a few moments before. It was so silly of me to genuinely believe he was going to kill me... I sigh in relief as I walk back to my seat. I sit down, feeling tired from all the activity. I felt stares burning through me and heard snickers around the room. I look over to my side to find Crona flabbergasted, his big blue eyes filled with millions of stars as wonderous as the night sky. I eventually realize that everyone in the class is staring and making fun of me. I can feel my legs getting numb and my stomach shrinking to the size of a pebble. I wanted to scream.
            Damn it, I bet I looked like a fool!

{Yay, another chapter done! This might not be much of an interesting chapter, but I'm sure this will sorta help with the development of the story or whatever, I don't even know. I write this for practice and fun. Next update will come soon!)