The Grotesque | Ushijima x reader x Tendo

1 | The First Meeting

Ghouls are heartless
They don't love
They don't care
Or . . .
Just maybe . . .
They are just a tragedy

The ringing of the bell had finally awoken the slumbering female as she'd let out a small yawn, stretching only to find herself the last one in the classroom. She let out a small sigh before standing up, feeling a slight sting in her lower back and hips from sitting for too long. "Mhmm. . .how delightful." She uttered, massaging her back before grabbing her bag that was attached to the side of her desk.

It was already winter, the sun was setting earlier than usual, the only ones left in the building were the students with clubs. This lack of students was a perfect time to feed without getting caught. Shiratorizawa had plenty of students, one missing wouldn't cause an uprise they'd just be skipped over just as long as they're another nobody without anyone to mourn their deaths but their family.

With a sudden ring the peculiar female gazed down as she'd shove her hand into her skirt pocket, put her bag down, and pulled out her phone glaring at the caller ID. "Hello?" She answered only to be met with silence for a few seconds until they finally responded, "I'm hungry." She'd click her tongue out of annoyance before pinching the bridge of her nose, "I know. . .Please be patient." her voice was lower than usual as she answered before the caller spoke once more, "(Y/N) we're all hungry." And with that the caller hung up.

As the clouds moved it light shined through the window giving a peaceful feeling of security to the female. The skies were pink, filled with fluffy clouds, and for a second as she looked out the window only one thought came to mind. . .
I wish I could fly
Her (e/c) eyes seemed to shine and as the light shifted in the classroom she opened the window feeling the breeze as it brushed her (h/l) (h/c) hair back flinching as it tickled her cheek before taking in a deep breath of fresh air. In this moment she could be described as looking like an angel. Her eyes and hair shining, the wind gave a perfect movement flowing her skirt and open blazer behind her.

These actions caught a certain olive haired male as he opened his mouth to speak, shutting it quickly after just taking in the sight of the beautiful (s/c) skinned female. He raised his phone to take a photo, a very out of character move by him, and as he took the photo the shutter quickly notified her and she snapped her head back, her eyes met with his. She watched him lower his phone not sure what to say or how to explain his actions. . . Yet again he didn't really feel the need to, "You looked peaceful." Is all he said as his eyes were still stuck on her before she spun the rest of her body around to directly face him.
Humans really are a pain
A small smile appeared on her face as she would tilt her head this time her silky hair was gently brushing against forward from the winds gentle wave, "Did I? Hm. . . It does feel nice after all, Captain." She would tease her voice slightly slurred from having woken up and her pitch slowly becoming higher as she called him captain.

Before her was Wakatoshi Ushijima, volleyball captain, everyone in the school knew who he was.
What a pain
He wouldn't be a good target though it would be easy seeing the situation. Only if someone else had opened the door she could grab them, kill them, and bring their corpse home for a snack. She snapped out of her thoughts hearing her name being called, "(L/N), right?" He asked his voice was low and quite nice she had to admit. "Heh. . . What have I done to have Captain know my name?" The female teased once again before rubbing her eyes to try and break out of her sleepy haze. "You're in my class that's all, I remember mostly everyone in my class." His voice seemed to annoy her despite it sounding nice it was too straight forward as if nothing would faze him.
I want to see how he looks like in distress
A bit of a sadistic thought came to her yet she shook her head quickly to rid of these thoughts before speaking again.
"Mhmm . . . Well, if you'd excuse me Captain. I hope my pose was good enough for your tastes yet I really can't do a retake as I need to take a test and feed my little brothers." (Y/n) would pick back up her bag, close the window, and button her blazer back up before quickly walking out of the classroom patting his shoulder as she passed him with a soft smile.