[yandere!vampires x fem!reader]
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when the union if two schools, one embodied by humans, the other - vampires - causes four vampires to grow a deep rooted; and obsessive devotion towards one human girl.
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SECOND PERIOD
Y/N sat down at her desk, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on her as she stared at the syllabus for the next class. She had barely managed to get through the last period with Azul, and now it was time for English, just her and Aisha.
"This is so not fair..I'll catch you in PE later though Y/N" Julia waved at the two before walking off to her own class.
No vampires? It must be a miracle..
But as she looked around, her stomach churned again—there he was, a familiar slightly cocky looking brunette.
Silas.
In the seat across from her.
She shot him a look, but he didn't seem to notice, or at least, he didn't care. He was too busy chatting with some girl beside him, his usual sharp, confident attitude making him the centre of attention.
Typical.
Y/N felt a mix of annoyance and something else—something she couldn't quite place—jealousy? She eyed him up and down, but not in the way people usually did.
From the top, where the soft brown hair fell so casually over his eyes, threatening to obscure his vision yet somehow only adding to his disarming charm, to the tip of his freshly polished shoes, gleaming under the dim light of the classroom. She eyed the way his uniform was perfectly fitted to his build.
Broad shoulders, a wide chest, oh look a nice..shiny..expensive..watch—wait.
Focus Y/N!
Mrs. Camden, the English teacher, started speaking, snapping Y/N out of her thoughts. "Alright, class. Today we're diving into something a bit more... thought-provoking. We'll be debating a topic that's come up in recent discussions—'Is progress always good for society?' Half the class will argue in favour of progress, and the other half will argue against it."
Y/N groaned internally. Great. Just what I need. she thought, sinking into her chair.
Debates. She could handle this. She was quick on her feet with words; although Silas looked just as eager, like he might just say the same for himself.
Someone with sharp tongue always made things harder.
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As Mrs. Camden started assigning sides, Y/N found herself on the pro-progress team.
The class broke into murmurs as both sides started preparing their points. Y/N couldn't help but glance over at Silas, who happened to be on the opposing side; and was already scribbling down his argument with that signature smugness.
The debate was intense, with both sides throwing well-crafted arguments back and forth.
Y/N found herself getting more and more absorbed in the conversation, her passion for the subject overtaking her usual frustration with Silas.
