Jeff The Killer X Reader

when you meet

I'm Yn, I'm 16, love animals, Gore, horror, black,  and anything weird. I am also the main target for bullying at my school. I'm the schools 'weird kid', as if anyone is normal, what is normal anyway? Well what ever it is its not me. My best friend is Scarlett, she's cool, of course this is my perspective f her, and has a personality some what like mine. We've been friends since I can remember, we had another in our duo, hence making it a trio, but she moved away a year ago. I'm insane too, and have urges to kill at times, but I can usually keep them held back without causing a scene.

Your pov.    (XXX|::::::::::::::::::::::>

I'm sleeping peacefully when I'm awoken by a loud shout from my mom, "Yn time for school."

I groan and stretch myself to life (metaphorically), before getting out of bed. 'Great another day of agony' I think to myself. I go to my closet and grab a random fc shirt, black skinny jeans, and black combat boots.

When I'm done getting dressed I brush my Hl hair, grab my phone, school bag, and sketch pad. I quickly text Scarlett good morning, and head downstairs. I walk into the kitchen and grab an Apple from the fruit bowl.

"Your dressed early," I hear my mom say from behind me.

"Oh snizzlets!!!" I yell, and jump, dropping my Apple in the processes.

"Snizzlets?" My mom questions.

"At least I didn't cuss," I reply. "I'm gonna walk to school today, so I better get going. Love you"

"Love you too," my mom replies.

By now I'm already out the door. I check my phone and realize it's 7:40.

"Crap," I retort, and decide to take the path through the woods as a short cut.

Time skip (xxx|:::::::::::::::::::::>

As I'm walking through the woods I feel as though I'm being watched, so being me I use what I learned from horror movies, and never look back. Soon I can see the big building of my school, and check my phone again, 7:50, great, I still had ten minutes!
That's when I hear twigs snap behind me. I slowly turn around to see a  boy in a white hoodie covered in red stains, and black skinny jeans behind me. I notice he has a wide smile cut into his face,blood smeared around it. He looked my age, judging from his facial features and body stance. I notice blood running down his hand.

My face takes a concerned look, I take a few steps towards him and ask, "are you alright? Your bleeding."

This takes him by surprise as he asked, "your not scared?"

I chuckle, "why would I be scared, you look hurt, and I want to know if you need help."

"Oh, I'm-I'm fine," he answers still seeming shocked.

"Ok, well then I better get going, or I'll be late for first hour, see you around," I reply giving him a warm smile. I turn around and start to walk to school, when the boy yells, "wait what's your name?"
"Yn," you answer. "And yours?"
"Jeff."
With that you head to school, not stopping till you get to your locker.