To Fear or Be Feared || Umeji Kizuguchi x Reader || COMPLETED ✓

CHP. 30 • Committed Murder •

Y/N and Umeji were pulled away from their intensive stare, as suddenly, a group of girls emerged from a classroom screaming.

"Somebody HELP!" exclaimed one of the girls with tears running down her face, "Amai Odayaka has been murdered!"

Y/N froze in her spot unblinkingly as she processed this information. A student... was murdered? Was this some kind of a prank!?

Before she had time to properly think things through, a strong hand suddenly grabbed hers and began dragging her away from the scene.

"Come on Y/N! There's a killer on the lose, and it seems like they are killing innocents! We must get out of here!" Umeji yelled, effectively shaking the H/C-haired girl out of her reverie. Y/N quickly grasped his large hand and proceeded to run alongside him all the way to the school's exit. Once they were out, Umeji heaved a sigh of relief and promptly pulled Y/N into a protective hug.

"I don't know if they'll let us come to school tomorrow, but if they do, stay with me at all times, got it?" he spoke, concern breifly flashing across his features. Y/N nodded subtly and absentmidedly held onto his arm as they began to make their way home.

Although the pair hadn't discussed it beforehand, both began walking to Umeji's house, seeing that it was the closest to the school. Y/N kept close to him as many thoughts ran through her mind. Who would murder at Akademi High of all places? And why would they bother to kill Amai Odayaka of all people!? This just didn't make any sense.

Suddenly, an image of the emotionless black-haired girl flashed to the forefront of Y/N's mind. That day in the classroom when Y/N witnessed her doing something sketchy, the girl's face expressed something akin to murderous, only to continue apologising the next day as though nothing had happened. Perhaps Amai saw her too but couldn't get away? It seemed likely to Y/N that there was no other way that the sweet cooking club president could become a target for this kind of thing.

Soon, the pair made it to Umeji's house. The blonde opened the door for them and they both strode inside, only to be greeted by a worried hug from Umeji's mother.

"Oh guys... I've been worried sick!" she exclaimed as she led the teens into the living room where the local news were broadcasting the recently committed murder.

'The police are still investigating the scene and it appears that we've found a match to the owner of the weapon. Authorities will apprehend her now.'

Y/N's eyes widened in disbelief as a somewhat familiar purple-haired girl was forcefully removed from the building.

'Hey! It wasn't me! I could never murder someone!'

"Kizana Sunobu!? How the hell did she get caught up in this!?" exclaimed Umeji, refusing to believe that the egotistical drama club leader would do such a thing. Y/N nodded in agreement beside him, as she continued to watch the news.

Y/N could see the police handcuffing her as the poor girl was pushed into the cruiser. It was obvious that the purple-haired girl was frantic to explain her innocence, but sadly, the police where having none of it. Y/N watched as the car drove away to a location unknown, and she wondered if she was ever going to see Kizana again after this incident.

Umeji wrapped an arm around her shoulder to pull her closer towards him and Y/N relaxed slightly at the familiar warmth of his touch.

What was going to happen tomorrow?