Wrong Locker [Yandere x Reader]
He strides over to me, his expression stern. "Okay." "Okay what?" I ask, utterly perplexed. "Okay, we're dating." I glance down at the note he's passed to me, feeling my heart sink into my stomach. "Oh, no, no," I stammer, "that wasn't from me. It's not mine." His gaze hardens as he looks at me. "You handed it to me...