Requested by Fubuki_Shina
Hiura Kirina / Valentin Eisner x Fem! Reader
I have tests all this week so sorry if I update a bit late. ;;
Also, sorry if this chapter ain't good enough, I've to study. (╯︵╰,) Also, I'm insecure with my writing skills in angsty themes, but I want to try new things. :')
Hope u like it~
¡¡¡THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS STRONG LENGUAGE AND BULLYING!!! IF YOU'RE SENSITIVE ABOUT THIS THEMES, PLEASE DON'T READ IT.(Y/n) - Your name
(L/n) - Last name
(H/c) - HaircolorHe always watched how the (h/c) haired girl left earlier, not giving any reasons or saying goodbye. In classes, in practice, in breaks... She just left the place without anyone noticing; well, anyone except Hiura Kirina. He began to supect about her strange behavior long time ago, so he started to watch her cautiously to discover what was the matter with her.
(L/n) (Y/n) arrived very late to classes, always sad and cheerless, she hardly ever smiled. Her eyes were teary and she always sat at the back of the class. She wasn't very talkative and her pressence was unnoticed for the people in the class.
That was the common thing. But one day, something strange happened. A group of girls approached where she usually sat and started to talk with her. Althought Kirina couldn't hear it with all the noise in class, it didn't seem like a 'friendly chit chat'. (Y/n) looked scared and uncomfortable, something that Kirina didn't at all; but even if he was aware of the situation, he didn't do anything.
Another day, (Y/n) arrived wearing a big hoodie above the uniform, it covered her torso, her arms and a part of her face. Kirina wondered why the sudden change of clothing, but still, he not even talked to her.
And the routine continued, Kirina always watched (Y/n) from afar, he wanted to talk to her and ask her if she was okay, but he never dared to. And as the time passed by, (Y/n) covered herself more, she looked even more depressed and she started missing classes. That's when Kirina decided it was enough.
He followed her at the end of classes, he was determinated to find out the root of the problem and finish with the depressed routine of the teen girl.
"(Y/n)-chan~" He was following the (h/c) haired girl when suddenly a high pitched voice called out. It came from the giros bathroom.
(Y/n) looked at the owner of the voice, Kirina couldn't see her though, she was inside the girl's bathroom. (Y/n) entered at the toilet's room with a concerned look. Curiousity consumed Kirina's mind. Maybe they could have a girls talk and he was overreacting? It was the girl's bathroom after all...
"Hehe~ How are you little (Y/n)?" Another girl said from the bathroom, her voice had a teasing tone and Kirina couldn't say if she was saying that with good intentions. "Umh? What are you so sad?"
The blue haired boy came closer to hear better their conversation. Something was wrong with it.
"Eh? Oh! Seems like somebody writes bad things in the mirror~" Another girl voice was heard. Just like the others, her tone wasn't friendly and it seemed like they were teasing the poor (Y/n) in a bad way.
"Yeah! But what does it say?" They giggled. "Could you read it for us, (Y/n)-chan~?"
"I... st... itch..." Kirina immeadiatily recognized that voice, it was the beautiful voice of (Y/n).
"What did you say!? I didn't hear you!!" A girl said and a slam was heard.
"I'm... stu.. sty... itch.." (Y/n) said again, this time her voice was more audible.
"Ugh! Louder!" Another slam. This time it seemed harder, something that alarmed Kirina, who rapidly came more closer to the bathroom.
"I'm a stupid and nasty bitch!" What?
"Hahaha!!" Laughs. From three girls, Kirina guessed. "Louder!!!"
Another slam and a shout was heard.
"I'm a stupid and nasty bitch!!!" Kirina's breath hitched. What they were talking about? Why was (Y/n) sobbing while the other girl's were laughing.
"Damn it! Louder!" A hard slam sounded making Kirina realized the situation.
He entered the bathroom with precipitation and couldn't believe his eyes.
A whimpering (Y/n) pulled against the mirror with her hair grabbed by one of the girls hand. He could say that it was a strong grip.
"Hahaha!!" The girls laughed again. They didn't seem to notice Kirina's pressence, maybe because they knew that he was a coward that wouldn't say anything, or that was what he thought. "If you say so~"
They released (Y/n)'s grip, making her sighed in relief. Even though while they were realising it a few locks of (Y/n)'s hair fell down.
"Bye stupid and nasty bitch~." Their laughter was awful. "Don't forget to clean the mirror." And with that, they left, pushing Kirina in the process.
Kirina's eyes were opened like plates. (Y/n) just cried in the floor of the bathroom.
"I-I..." He said with a weak voice. That's when the girl noticed him.
But she didn't say nothing.
She got up from the floor and started to clean the mirror with teary eyes. They showed rage and impotence at the same time.
"(L/n)..." Kirina said with a weak voice. He felt useless. Maybe if he reacted before that wouldn't happened? "I..."
(Y/n) didn't look at him She continued cleaning with ferocity. At some point, there wasn't more paper so she took off ver shoes and started to clean the mirror with her socks.
Kirina decided to help her and took off his shoes and socks too. "(L/n)-chan I..." He sobbed. The whole situation was overwhelming for him "I'm sorry I... I watched you all this time, I knew that you were bad, that somebody was hurting you but still..."
(Y/n) didn't answered. She just keeped cleaning all the mess on the mirror. They're socks were getting red like blood for the paint on it.
"I'm so sorry. I promise you that for now on I'll protect you."
She stopped cleaning and looked at him.
Her eyes showed melancholy.
He approached her and hugged her.
"I will make you believe in life again."
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