I Love You! (Yandere Lev Haiba x FemReader)

KENMA! {5}

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"Shut up..." You murmur. Your eyes squeeze closed as you hug the pillow in your clutches harder. Breathing in deeply, you let out a long sigh.

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You cut off the blaring alarm clock by slamming the pillow down on the machine. Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you glance at your phone on your nightstand. Reaching over some pillows, you snatch your phone and turn it on.

To: Cutie~ (⊃✖ 〰 ✖)⊃
From: Skyscraper

Good morning Cutie!!!!!
I hope you had a good night sleep!!
Unless you were staying up all night thinking about me.
I'm not complaining!
☆⌒(≧▽​° )

A red hue spread over your cheeks. Throwing your phone on the bed, you grumble, tossing the bedsheets back. Hobbling out of bed, you pick up your uniform on the way to the bathroom.

The floorboards creaked with every step you took. Pulling up your sweatpants, you let out a yawn, tears filling your eyes a bit. Wiping at your eyes again, you enter your bathroom.

Shrugging off your loose sleepwear, you begin to dress yourself in the Nekoma school uniform. Pulling on your blazer, you stare at yourself in the mirror. Leaning in closer, inches away from your reflection, squinting your eyes, you groan.

You look terrible. Eye bags subtly hung on your face, your hair looking a little greasy, your skin looking unappealing, and just horrid in general. Sighing, you quickly get undressed again and step into the shower.

Turning the nozzle, water spouts out of the shower head, raining over you. Steam quickly fills up the small room as you bask in the feeling of hot water hitting your skin. Grabbing your hair products, you massage them into your hair and scalp, making sure not to miss a spot. Quickly rinsing off the soap and conditioner, you grab your body wash. Scrubbing the sweat off of your body, you rub at your face, rinsing off the grime.

Your gaze falls to the shower floor. Your eyes close for a moment, feeling each droplet of water hit your skin and roll off and falling onto the floor. Cracking your eyes open, your mind begins to wander.

'I wonder what he's doing right now.'
'That message was super cute.'
'Was he up all night thinking about me?'

Your calm expression then contorts into anger. Growling you punch the shower wall. A pain erupted from your knuckles and shot your arm.

'Stop. Thinking.'

Sighing, you rub at your throbbing fist.

'This is going to be harder than I thought.'

Reaching up, you turn off the running water. Stepping out of the shower, you grab a towel hung up. Quickly drying yourself, getting on your uniform, brushing your teeth, and drying your hair, you exit the bathroom.