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It's been a few weeks since F/N has gone missing. The police are starting to give up since no clues of her whereabouts are sprouting meaning the case is quickly running cold.
The clicking and tapping of Y/N's pen was heard throughout her science classroom, causing a few other kids to either look back and glare or look back and stare at her weirdly.
She didn't care at the moment. Tapping and clicking her own obnoxiously just so happened to be a habit of hers whenever she's trying to concentrate.
And if someone were to understand that more than anyone it was him. She never acknowledged his presence in school, but he sure acknowledged her.
He watched from the corner of the science room with eyes full of admiration and lust. She was perfect in his eyes, if people can't see that than maybe they don't deserve to bare witness to the goddess before them.
Peter shot Flash a glare after he had loudly attempted to shush you, making everyone once again look to where all the noise came from.
"S-Sorry! I'll try t-to keep it down." Hanging her head in shame, Peter felt something in his chest swell up. He's never seen her look so upset before it was a new emotion that he had just discovered.
Her perfect frown coating her perfectly symmetrical face. The way her eyebrows creased and lowered in a way to display just how uncomfortable and bothered she is.
He loves it, and wants to see more of it.
If peter was honest, he was a little sadistic. Not by much, but enough to want to glide his knife down your perfect skin just to see your pained expression take place.
When the bell rang he continued to watch your every move. You quickly stood up and rushed out of the classroom in a hurry, making Peter raise an eyebrow and wonder where you're going at such a time.
School was still in progress, so maybe you were just going to grab your books before the next class starts?
Hopefully your not going to meet with anyone, Peter wouldn't want that now.
After a short while Peter took his stand after collecting all of his things and attempted to leave after you but was stopped by none other Flash himself.
Flash pushed Peter back and watched with amusement as he tumbled back some. Peter could feel a glare of malice start to form but quickly told himself to contain himself, any accidents could be detrimental for him.
One mistake could ruin his perfectly sought out plan of making Y/N his.
"What do you want Flash?" Said boy raised an eyebrow at his newfound attitude but didn't hold back with what he wanted to say.
"Remember that history assignment I told you to do? I need it now." Peter mentally cursed himself for forgetting something as simple as Flash's history homework at home. Before he could reply something unexpected and eventful happened.
"Leave him alone Flash, can't you pick on kids your own size for once?" Peter's eyes widened as a warm sensation quickly overtook his once cold cheeks.
There stood Y/N in all her angry glory crossing her arms and shooting Flash glares. Once again, Peter has never seen such a powerful and deep emotion be exerted from you before.

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Parlous || Yan!Peter Parker
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