《The Bad Boy》Umeji Kizuguchi x Reader

~•Chapter Five•~

~•3rd Person Pov•~

(Y/n) made herself comfortable on the bench at the fountain at the south-west side of the school and sat down on the bench. She slumped down and placed her head in her hand, resting her elbow on her thigh as she watched as the cherry blossoms leafs glide downwards from the one lone soft pink Sakura tree. She elicited out a quiet sigh, seeing various leafs fluttering around the fountain and falling to the ground, scattering around in tiny rosy pink piles. She whipped out her phone and clicked on Netflix and began watching one of her favourite anime's called 'Life Note' for the time being.

      More students started arriving at school- in groups of friends, club members, or by themselves. She glanced up from her phone and directed her attention over to the school building, and from the distance she was at, she was able to see certain and familiar students coming into view and disappearing into the school. An all too familiar, infamous posse of colorful flashy, blonde-haired fake bitches entered in her line of sight and she grimaced. She lifted her hand up and raised her middle finger at them, knowing fully well that they weren't able to see (Y/n) flipping them off. Dumb hoes.

'I wonder where my weirdo friends are,' (Y/n) questioned internally to herself as she returned back to watching anime.

      As if on cue, in her peripheral vision, (Y/n) noticed three colored heads sauntering through the gates. Midori was typing away with her swift thumbs on the keyboard on her phone (more than likely emailing YandereDev yet again), Kuu-dere was reading a novel with her reading glasses placed on her face and Mai looked to be playing an intense video game on a gaming device she held in her hands.

      A mischievous tug lifted the contours of (Y/n)'s complexion as she grinned to herself and turned off her phone, placing the device back in her skirt pocket. She stood up on her feet and started heading towards the three girls with a gleeful skip in her step. Just as she was about to open her mouth and call out to them, the notorious group of bad boys ambulated through the main gates soon after.

'The delinquents,' she thought with a scowl of disgust morphed on her face.

'N-n-n-nope. Not today, Satan,'

      In fear of being spotted by those troublesome idiots with a seemingly neverending streak of rebellion and defiance, (Y/n) whirled herself around and briskly trekked back to the bench, whistling frantically as if she were minding her own business. She promptly made her way over and sat at the side, her back pressed up against the bench. She really didn't want to stumble into them again and have to deal with their irritating shit. Especially Umeji. There was something about that guy... She couldn't quite pinpoint what it was but he definitely perked her interest. She received familiar vibes just from his name alone, and she wondered to herself why. It was very strange to her, yet she knew better to keep a distance away from him and the rest of his fellow blonde-haired goons that meant nothing but constant malcontent tendencies.

      Luckily, though, none of the delinquents didn't seem to catch sight of her. She rotated her head around and kept her eyes locked onto the delinquents and watched as they walked together over to the incinerator area, with their hands shoved in their pockets, backs hunched over slightly and acting like they owned the damn place. (Y/n) scoffed in repulsive, shaking her head from side to side in disapproval. Bunch of pricks was all they were, and all they'll ever be.

      She turned back around, looking away and emitted a heavily deflating sigh of relief. They didn't see her. Thank fuck. She kept her gaze forward as she waited for a few moments before deciding it was alright to stand up and leave.