《Umbrella | Yandere x reader》1
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I hate the mornings. They are the worst waking up at 7:00am to get ready for school. So pointless.. Why can't school start later in the day? Like maybe 12:00pm? Then maybe I would like going better ...
I live alone.
My mom died in a car accident two years ago.
My dad left my mom before I was born.
So I have never met him.
Not that I care though.
*grumble*
Huh?
Well I guess I'm hungry.
Better go make something to eat.
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Walking to school is a huge pain in the ass.
-school-
" All right everyone take your seats schools in session."
I took my seat and looked at the "wonderful" message, my "lovely" classmates had written for me.
:)
They are not actually wonderful more so horrible and hateful...
Hmm?
What this feeling..?
Is someone..?
Staring ..
At
Me?
" Miss (l/n) please move to the desk at the back of the room by the window." My teacher spoke halfheartedly.
I don't want to move..
The man outside of the window is the one who's starring at me. Why me? I'm the loner with no friends.
* smile *
Now the man in the black hoodie is smiling at me.. Oh god, I'm completely fucked.
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Finally school was over but, I actually don't want to go home. That damn man smiling at me fuck me over! Tch. Whatever, home here I come. I stepped out side of my school building, only to realize that it was raining. Huh? Is there going to be a lovely storm tonight?
" Excuse me?"
Huh? Is someone actually trying to talk to me?
" Do you want my umbrella?"
I turned around to see a tall boy standing in front of me, maybe a grade older? He had stunning violet hair and, cold yellow eyes. Is that even possible? The man clearly noticed my gaze and, started glaring at me.
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" Oh, haha.. I'm fine thanks. I like the rain." I stumbled out.
" No, here take the umbrella." The man insisted, and pushed the umbrella into my hands.
" Thanks?" I questioned, as I stated to walk away.
" No problem (y/n)."
Did he just say my name?
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" I'm home~" I yawned as I walked into my apartment.
No response. Heh.
No homework. No worries. So sleep. I thought walking into my room and, hopping onto my bed. Finally comfort at last. Hopefully tomorrow's school day will be less eventful.
*knock, knock*
And now there is someone at my apartment door.. Great!
I opened the door only to see the man who gave me his umbrella.
" Oh? Um.? Do you want your umbrella back?"
" No it's fine I'll get it another time, so I can see you again." The man smirked.
" That's a weird reason, here please take it and leave." I tried passing the umbrella to him.
Instead of taking the umbrella, the man placed my phone on top of the umbrella.
" My phone?"
" Yeah, you dropped it."
" Clearly." I spat out annoyed. Creep! He followed me here!
" Have a nice night (y/n)." The man said, as he bent down to kiss my forehead.
Gah! What the fuck?
With that the man quickly left smirking.
Who the hell and, why the fuck?
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