ʜᴀʏʟᴏғᴛ ► Danganronpa

⚜️ Yandere!Izuru Kamukura x Reader ; Jealous ⚜️

Requested by Depressed_Potato101 !

WARNING!: Mature content—read at your own risk!

"Izuru..." (Name) sighed, placing her hands on the suited man's chest. "I've gotta go, my classes are starting soon."

"Your classes are so boring..." he responded with a small sigh. "Why not join me for a day?"

She huffed. "Because I'm in the Reserve Course, stupid..."

"Ah... that's right. You, however, are the only one in that wretched building that is worthy of being in the main course."

(Name) smiled in response, taking his hand in hers. "Thanks. Are you sure I'm the only one you're saying that to?"

"Everyone else is so utterly... boring."

"Right... forgot about that. You being the Ultimate Hope and all that."

Despite his constant talking about things being boring and whatnot, she didn't know who he was really. Everyone spoke of Izuru Kamukura, the project that the Reserve Course practically paid for, as that was their tuition—thousands and possibly millions of dollars to even be in the school and you aren't even recognized.

People also spoke badly about him now that he was here—but (Name) didn't let that get to her head. She didn't believe them unless she saw it for herself.

Suddenly, someone waved her over.

"Hey, (Name)! Come on, we're gonna be late!"

A boy with brown, messy hair that was spiked had held up his hand, waving with a smile. Izuru looked before she did, his eyes glaring.

"Who is that?" he questioned, not once turning away.

"Oh, just a friend of mine. One of the few people I actually associate with," she responded, smiling a bit—she hadn't noticed his clenched fist at his side. "So I'll see you later?"

(Name) got on her toes and kissed him on the cheek, soon heading off toward the boy.

The boy looked a bit weirded out at Izuru's constant staring. When she came over, he whispered, "What's up with your boyfriend? He's creeping me out."

She turned around, seeing him waving goodbye to her with the smallest of smiles—it really did make her happy that she wasn't considered boring, as everyone and everything was to him.

"I don't know what you're talking about," she said to the boy as she returned the wave to her dark-haired boyfriend, smiling. "He's just perfect."

(Name) didn't remember how she ended up in a chair, tied up, and just barely able to open her eyes.

But her eyes widened when a croaked voice called out to her. "(Name)... what's going on?"

Her eyes widened to find the boy in her class earlier, a few feet in front of her and in the same situation. However, unlike her, who was unscathed, he had a scrape on his cheek that was left unattended.

"What happened to you? What... what happened to us?" she asked.

"It was your boyfriend—I told you he was a creep!" he answered, frowning. "He gagged you first—then he hit me and while I was still conscious, dragged me and tied me up. You got off easy."

(Name) blinked a few times. "Izuru wouldn't do that—how could you say such a thing?"

"(Name), I've known you for a solid two weeks—you're a nice friend, but I have to break it to you. I wouldn't lie about something like this! I'm just trying to go home..." he told her. "Man, my face hurts."