[ Black Butler One Shots ]

Undertaker x Shy! Insecure! Reader || High School AU

Requested by OtakuMaddness .
Enjoy!~
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Info:
-you and the others are sixteen (10th Grade, Sophomore)
-you are very shy (some consider you to be anti-social and/or just hate other humans) and insecure
-you don't have many friends, just Elizabeth
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Your POV
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Here we go...another day of torture.

Ahem, I mean..school.

It's not necessarily the classes I hate—well, not all of them..

It's that I don't have many friends.

Of course, I am grateful for the one I have, Elizabeth Midford, but if it weren't for my shyness I probably would have at least a few more.

And I do wish that my crush would notice me..

His nickname around the school is the Undertaker. Nobody actually knows his real name. Not even the school.

Just him and his family.

He has long, white hair and is rumored to have bright emerald green eyes. A scar runs down his face and neck all the way down to his fingers, I believe. Again, nobody knows how he got them, just like how no one knows his name.

Undertaker is obsessed with coffins and scaring people, just trying to get a reaction from them. He has creepy giggles as well.

Despite all that, I don't find him intimidating or terrifying. And I actually think his laughs are cute.

Uh, anyway...after I got ready for the day I say goodbye to my parents and leave my house, shutting the door securely behind me. I walk to school alone, trapped in my mind as thoughts cloud even reality.

I nearly trip a few times because of this, and I force myself to come back into reality so I won't accidentally hurt myself.

I walk past Lizzy's house, knowing that today is one of those days that she walks with her other friends.

She offered to introduce me to them, but I politely declined for the moment. I know I want more friends, but I still can never bring myself to actually go out of my way to meet them.

Sighing, I continue the five minute walk to school.

I glance down at my body and cringe visibly, looking away from myself.

I don't like the way I look. I feel as if I'm fat and ugly, so I usually hide myself under baggy clothing to hopefully hide my body.

Elizabeth always tells me that I'm skinny, not fat or ugly, but I don't ever believe her to a full extent. I value her opinion, and it sticks with me, but I can't bring myself to believe those words.

I finally reach school after what feels like an eternity and hurry inside, dodging other students as I weave through all of them. I open my locker and get everything I need, then close it and head to my first period.

Along the way, I spot Elizabeth talking with her other friends. Ducking my head, I continue heading to my first period, hoping she doesn't see me.

I'm not wanting to be called over.

"YN!"

Welp, that was a bust.

I look up and over at her. She's smiling and waving at me. I give a small smile back.

She's waving for me to come over, but I just give her an apologetic look and shake my head, walking to class.

I hear her and her friends last words as I walk away.