I looked around scanning the lunchroom, people were already in groups, barely anyone sat by themselves. My eyes landed on one person, his hair was pitch black, ruffled around, and just long enough to cover one eye, but the other was a dark brown with what almost looked like eyeliner on the top, and a scar that ran through his pale lips down to his chin. He turned his head to look at me, then started walking my way, those big boots seemed to be so loud now.
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This is a re-write of a story I wrote a while back on Quotev ( https://www.quotev.com/story/10639217/Yandere-x-Reader/1 )
it was very cringy and doesn't make sense but I'm hoping to change that.