【discontinued】pastiche • yandere!tsukishima k.

9. again

days have passed since tsukki took the photos, he was getting bored of it, it was driving him mad.
he needed more, and by more he meant not just photos but physical contact.

sometimes whenever he walks down the crowded hallways he spots you talking to some girl from the other class and he waits for the perfect timing.
he brushes his hands around your legs, it started with your legs, then your arms, your chest, and god, your ass, he would slightly touch your ass.
he even sometimes puts his fingers underneath your skirt, just to touch your fabric covered ass, you wore a tight shorts underneath it as always.
of course you didn't noticed it, yes you were observant, but not when there are a lot of people around you. which gave him control over what to do to you.

sometimes when his feelings get too overwhelmed, he licks his fingers where he touched you.
even just sheets of papers that you distribute for some homework or school activities, he tears a part of it where it made contact with your fingers, and shoves it in his mouth, it's indirect, but damn it felt good. it made him feel good.

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"as you all know today is the day where you are going to be paired with a partner for your upcoming works and projects."

tsukki didn't bother listening, because he knows he will be paired with someone he doesn't even talk with, and it will only end up him making all the work, he doesn't even understand the purpose of working by pairs, can he just do it alone? if he was paired with yama, then that would be a bit better, but no. he is usually paired with someone dumb or lazy. he can't afford to waste time over it,
he was just staring outside minding his own business when he heard a seat being pulled towards him,

"tch."

"another person who is either dumb or lazy," he thought.

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you walked your way to his seat, he was not even listening to the teacher, you grabbed the said portfolio full of  topics, and pulled a chair to face him.
you heard his iconic "tch."
which made you roll your eyes.

"kei." you said, settling down.

"i'll do the work, just don't fucking annoy me." he said, not bothering to look at you.
"oh really? that's great." you said, standing up, and leaving.

until a long slender fingers grabbed a hold of your wrist, "wait, i was just kidding." he said.

"i won't mind working alone, tsukishima. if you don't want a partner, just go tell the teacher over there." you said, pointing at your teacher who was scribbling something on her big notebook. or lesson plan. whatever you call it.

letting your wrist free from his cold and harsh grip.
you walked towards your teacher, "ma'am tsukishima doesn't want to work with a partner, can we just work individually instead?" you asked your teacher,
"okay, but you'll still receive the same topics as your classmates, alright?" she said, grabbing another portfolio for tsukishima.

"no problem, thank you ma'am." you said, walking back to tsukishima to give him his own copy, "have fun doing it on your own, tsukishima." you rattled, as you went over to yuki, who was talking to his partner, mei.

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"kei." he heard someone say.

"i'll do the work, just don't fucking annoy me." he replied coldly, he didn't bother to look at the source of the voice.
"oh really? that's great." he heard her say.
he turned around and he saw you, "fuck." he thought.
"what do i do?" he panicked mentally.

he grabbed a hold of your wrist, "wait, i was just kidding." he said, trying to maintain his voice.

"i won't mind working alone, tsukishima. if you don't want a partner, just go tell the teacher over there." she said, pointing at your teacher who was scribbling something on her notes.

she escaped his harsh grip, and walked towards your teacher, talking, making amendments.

"have fun doing it on your own, tsukishima." she rattled, as she left.

which made tsukki frustrated, he was internally groaning, he let out a small growl, as he slowly gripped his thighs, digging in his fingernails that was freshly cut, mentally hurting his self for being fucking dumb.

why didn't he recognized your voice?

he was too occupied to even notice it, now he has a project to work alone, not that he gives a damn, but working it with you would've been  better, and maybe, just maybe he can fuck you. or even just touch you, speaking of touch, he did gripped your wrist, damn was it soft.
he sniffed his fingers which made contact with your skin, and the scent of strawberry milk lingered, god was he turned on.

"stop! you are at school for fuck's sake." he mentally slapped his self.

still frustrated he then slowly regained his breath, as he started working with the project, his eyes wandered to you, there you are sitting with yukio and a girl, what was her name? mai? mei? he doesn't care.

all he knows is you smelt like strawberry milk instead of freshly done laundry, and how he fucked up the chance to be  with you.

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quickie: sorry if the last chapter made you uncomfortable in any way, i did placed a warning in the beginning of the story, in the description, hell even in my bio.

again, this doesn't reflect anything.
none of these happenings are real.
please don't report or something 🙇‍♀️

i will be adding [18+] in every title if i think it contains major explicit scenes. you can skip it if you want, i don't care.

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i do not own anything, except for my thoughts and probably the cover of this story.

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