Your cold savior - kyoya x reader

Not rich or pretty enough for oran

You were running far away from the teasing. The cruel skinny fists that tried to rip you apart. word by word. punch by punch they tore at your peace of mind. You always thought you were at least a little pretty with your (EC) eyes and (HC) hair.

You were sobbing as you ran making it hard to breathe. You look for anywhere to hide. Spotting an abandoned music room you duck in closing the door falling to the floor sobbing.

With your hands covering your face you can't see. the tears hadn't helped and you hadn't see the group of boys frozen in shock.

You realize you weren't alone. Looking up you expect the group of girls back to continue the torment. Instead you find a group of guys you don't move or show your face. Boys weren't any different making fun that you didn't act like other girls.

"Well look what the wind blew in. i suppose your going to introduce yourself after such a rude intrusion." I look up a tall boy who was clearly japanese looked at me he had his dark hair layered and a bit long in comparison to what most people in America wore.

He wore glasses had his grey eyes had a cruel look about him but man he was hot!

"My name is (...) smith you may address me by smith. I'm an American transfer scholarship student. from Portland Oregon. I speak 5 languages and am top of every class I'm in. I am a second year. is that enough of an introduction?" you say coldly. but then everything you said was cold and a bit cruel.

You saw that all the other boys were awestruck you pushed your hair behind your ear. "Well ms. smith was it? its clear you are well accustomed to our manners. but do tell me wh.." you didn't let him finish his sentence you ran out the door.

It was too much to explain to a group of spoiled brats what bullying felt like. the girls caught sight of you. chasing after you.

They caught up and took you down tearing at the black uniform you had dyed it that way because you didn't feel as happy as yellow. black felt better to you.

They punched and slapped and ripped at your hair. "thought you could get away didn't you smith? Sorry but you will pay for that." the main girl said. her blonde curls bobbing as she smiled.

the group started pushing you toward the girls bathroom. they were cleaner than most toilets but still toilets. grabbing your hair she dunked your head until you couldn't breathe over and over again. your eyes got hazy.

you blacked you woke up on the bathroom floor. you felt numb. they had went overboard. your dress was torn and they had cut your leg. the blood was everywhere. you felt your head it had been banged into something.

You heard footsteps. "help! please!" you screamed once again blacking out this time from blood loss. Soon you gained consciousness and opened your eyes. the boy from earlier was cradling you.

He carried you to a room where the boys were they all gasped in horror. heck You bet there was a black eye. Then you noticed you couldn't feel you arm. you tried to move it but it wouldn't. you looked the arm was broken. you feared the medical bills.

"Oh my god is she ok! what happened is that the girl from earlier?!" the tall blonde one said. you tried to focus but passed out once more.

You woke up to the sound of beeps. you were at the hospital. "Well look who came to. I apologize you may call me Kyoya. You are in my family's private hospital. you had water in your lungs, a concussion, sprained wrist, and a slightly torn hamstring. what on earth happened to you?!" he said looking upset and concerned something you didn't see often in boys like that.

"It was the girls I can't say exactly which ones but the one who they follow. her red strait hair and grayish eyes. she has been the cause of this." You say looking at your thumbs one in a cast.

You hear someone gag in horror. You see it was the tall blonde one. He was the type to gag perhaps vomit even. He was weak stomached. The small blonde boy however was crying. The large dude that was cradling him had the death stare. The girl looked away.

"Why do these girls claim they have the right to torment you in such a way?" Kyoya said. It sounded calm but you saw a tear In his eye. He felt hurt by your pain, interesting.

"They claim I'm not rich or pretty enough for oran academy." you say bluntly.