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

CHP. 34 • Scheming Culprit •

It was the next day of school and Y/N groaned as she forced herself to climb out of bed. She so didn't want to go to school that morning, but sadly, she had to. Y/N already knew what would be awaiting her that day and honestly, she just wasn't in the mood to deal with the brooding atmosphere of Akademi High.

"Wakey, wakey, eggs and bakey!" yelled Osoro from the hallway outside, causing Y/N to snort quietly.

"What are you, Doctor Eggman's robot?" she called back, hearing a snicker from the other side of her door.

"No, but sometimes I wish I was!"

Y/N couldn't help but laugh at Osoro's statement. "Okay whatever, I'll be down in a sec!"

Y/N quickly pulled on her uniform and brushed out her hair before making it downstairs to eat her breakfast. True to her word, Osoro had indeed made them nice food that morning, and the two enjoyed the flavours contentedly. Y/N finished up and left the table to put away her dirty plate. Once she was all done, she turned to Osoro with a smirk.

"Have fun being at home. Oh! And stay out of trouble!" Y/N spoke with a wink, causing Osoro to roll her eyes.

"Honestly Y/N, I'd think that you would be more likely to cause trouble in school than me watching anime at home" she said in a deadpan tone of voice. Y/N merely waved, flashing the blonde a smile before making her way outside. The H/C-haired girl walked to school and it wasn't long before she had arrived at her destination. Just as she had imagined it, the atmosphere was still dull that morning and as soon as Y/N passed through the gates, she seemingly lost all humour from her previous conversation with Osoro.

"Hey Y/N" spoke a voice from beside her, causing the H/C-haired girl to jump in shock. She whipped around only to see Umeji smirking at her from where he stood.

"Spot scaring me like that!" she exclaimed, moving her hand to whack him on the shoulder. However, Umeji anticipated this and quickly grabbed her wrists to prevent further movement.

"Nah ah ah. No touchy" he teased, wagging his finger in front of her. Y/N groaned but relaxed and the pair continued on their way to class. Hardly anyone was talking in the corridors, which was unusual from the standpoint of a high school, but Umeji and Y/N decided to pay no mind to it as they continued chatting about random topics.

They finally made it to class and Y/N was just about ready to slam her head into the wall, but suddenly, a mass of familiar dark hair caugh her eyes. The H/C-haired girl lifted her gaze to look curiously at the emotionless raven-haired girl as she sprinted past them at high speeds.

"Follow me" Y/N spoke in a voice so soft, that it could have been mistaken for a whisper, and gently grabbed the front of Umeji's shirt with her hand. The blonde wasn't sure what was on her mind, but decided that there was no harm in going so he swiftly followed after her. Y/N led him around the corner and proceeded to stride all the way to a door which stood slightly ajar. She stealthily crept up to peek around the corner and held a hand over her mouth at what she was seeing.

The raven-haired girl was standing behind a sporty looking blonde girl and held a sharp syringe in her hand. Y/N quickly pulled out her phone and pressed play to start a video rolling. The H/C-haired girl watched as the blonde was attacked from behind viciously and carefully carried to a black box at the back of the room. As soon as the emotionless girl was finished, Y/N quickly stopped the tape and rushed outside with Umeji to text the police station.

'There has been a crime at the school. I have video footage of it taking place. Please arrive as soon as possible' she typed with slightly shaky hands. Umeji cast her a concerned look and led her to sit outside. Once Y/N sent the text message she put away her phone and released a stressful sigh. She should have known that it was her all along... the signs were so clear...

"Y/N" Umeji spoke, causing the H/C-haired girl to look at him, "it'll be okay."

Despite herself, Y/N's features broke into a small grin as she leaned her head playfully into Umeji's chest.

"How is it that you always know what to say to me?" she asked incredulously. Umeji merely grinned and wrapped her in his arms while placing his head on top of hers.

"I don't know," he sighed, "I guess I know you quiet well."