"Oota-sensei asked me to hand these worksheets to every one of you... It'll be due on Monday, please come and take them," The class rep, Adachi Yuuto, says to the class.
Unfortunately, the math teacher, Oota-sensei, didn't came to class because he had something to do outside of school. He asked the class rep to hand out the worksheets as the sensei promised that he will give us yesterday.
"Here, L/n," Adachi hands some worksheets to Y/n with a smile.
Adachi Yuuto was a handsome male at this school. He received many confessions but rejected all of them. He could even rival with Arata if he wanted to but chose to ignore the rivalry as he was not interested on being in the spotlight.
"Thanks, class rep!" Y/n thanked him with a small smile.
"Just call me Adachi, it's really annoying when people calls you class rep everytime," Adachi says with a sheepish smile. Y/n took in the information and nodded.
"Okay, then thank you, Adachi," Y/n thanked him again and calling him Adachi.
A scoff came out of someone's mouth. Adachi and Y/n looks at where it came from and it was Arata.
"Worksheets?" Arata reaches out his hand for the worksheets to be place on it. Y/n stare at him confused as Adachi... Oh, Adachi... What happened to you?
He rolls his eyes as if annoyed by Yamazaki Arata's existence.
"Here," Adachi gives him the worksheets. Arata was internally giving Adachi a glare, a straight face covering his true facial expression.
Y/n shakes her head still confused and left to go back to her seat. Arata following behind.
Once Arata was sat on his designated seat, he started to stare at the back of Y/n's head. Admiring her silky smooth h/c hair. The same urge everytime he stares at her at wanting to touch her hair was becoming more bigger than last time.
This wasn't Arata at all. This ain't the Yamazaki Arata.
This isn't him because the Yamazaki Arata that used to be was a player but since Mitsuo had a bet with him -- The stupid bet -- he started to focus more on Y/n.
He takes a deep breath, reaching his hand out. Slowly and hesitantly, his fingers touches Y/n's h/c hair.
His eyes widened and sparkled. It was soft, like he thought it was. He started to hoist up his other arm onto the desk and lean his head in his palm as the hand that touched Y/n's hair started to touch more of it.
Y/n noticed this and turned around to meet Arata's eyes.
"What're you doing?" Y/n asks, curiously. Raising an eyebrow at his dumbfounded look.
"Oh, sorry.. It's just, your hair looks soft and I thought I would confirmed that thought," Arata mindlessly replied with a close eyed smile.
Y/n nodded slowly as she turned back around to face the front.
Little did they know, someone was watching their little incident from across of the classroom.
What do you have in mind...
Adachi Yuuto?
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Fair Play || Yandere
FanfictionIt was a normal day for Y/n in her third year of high school. One day, a rumor came around saying that a new student was coming and it was guy. He, was an absolute, gorgeous. One by one, girls fall for him and broke their hearts after being a one-ni...
