Naruto characters x reader

Demon Teacher Gaara x Demon Student reader / Part 1

Requested by Otaku45yaoiboys

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(Y/n)'s POV

Do you know how it feels to be alone?

Do you know how it feels to grow up alone?

Do you know how it feels to be hated by everyone?

Do you know?

"Monster!"

"Demon!"

"Witch!"

"Just die already!"

So many harsh words. So many cold and full of hate looks. So many of everything. Fear, pain, tears... They are scared of me. They are scared of what I can do to them. They are cowards.

I live in a world full of hate, full of empty people with a jar of mistakes. I live in a world that happiness is wrong and pain is pleasure. I live in a world that is slowly collapsing from wrong ideas and destroyed minds. I live in this world, but I wish I didn't. I live between people that are judging every move I make. I live between broken hearts and cold looks.

The world is a mess.

I am a mess.

I am someone that is considered dangerous. Someone that everyone is afraid of and don't want to be friends with. I am a 'monster'. I am something that you don't want to face, but still want to learn everything about. I am an interesting creature and a very rare one too.

Unlucky by life, but lucky by powers.

-"Look. It's her."

A voice whispered catching my attention. I didn't turn my head to look at that person. I didn't want to. I wanted to hear more before I took action. I know that everyone is scared of me and I am using that to my advantage. It's nice having people loving you, but it's better when they are afraid of you. That's what life has taught me at least.

-"Do you want to prank her?" the same voice from before asked.

-"Are you not scared of her? She can kill you very easily." another voice said scared.

-"She can try, but she will fail. I am a high class vampire you know. I am very strong." the first voice said proudly.

I smirked at that and in seconds I was right behind that person with my breath hitting on his neck. He immediately froze in place as I felt his blood run cold. He was scared and I could smell it.

-"You sound really proud, but I don't think you are." I whispered, in a dangerous tone, in his ear.
-"It's too early in the morning and I don't want to make a mess. So walk away and never do that again."

-"I am sorry!" he said stuttering as he run off with his friend following close by.

I looked around me serious making everyone, that was staring at me, return to their work right away. I smirked at that and sat on my seat in the classroom. I enjoy scaring others. It's like a game for me. A game that they started and I continued.

The bell rang and everyone quickly sat on their seats waiting for the new teacher to enter. The old teacher of philosophy couldn't bear anymore the students of this school so he left. He was toο old and if he continued shouting or the children continued scaring him he was going to die from a heart attack. Thus, today we are expecting a new teacher.