OCTAVE - Ensemble Stars X Reader

You'd Better Run

I think I can beat a bear with my current strength.

She thought about how she would beat the animal. Maybe a back throw?

"Oh? A pretty lady seems to have caught my interest--"

(Y/n) immediately looked up and grabbed the figure's shoulder and arm before thrusting the body down the floor with inhuman force. Regaining her thoughts and looking at a shocked third-year below her, she covered her mouth with surprise before helping him up. "I'm really sorry, senpai! Damn, why did I even do that? Anyways, are you alright? I must have flipped you down too hard..."

"Ouch~"

"Huh? He doesn't seem to be in that much pain," she muttered to herself as she let go of his arm and crossed them. "I might have gone too soft ever since I enrolled here."

"That was dangerous!" He pouted as he got up and dusted his pants before acting as if nothing had happened. "What is a beauty like you doing here~?"

She ignored the fact that he assumed she was a girl, seeing her hair out and costume. "This is just a request from Hibiki-senpai since he's having trouble asking someone to wear this costume. The name's (L/n) (B/n), class 1-A and I'm enrolled in the producer's course. I take it that you're a third-year?"

"No formalities~? I don't mind~ I'm Hakaze Kaoru--"

"That's all I need. Thanks, bro," she patted his shoulders as she left him out in the hallway with a puzzled expression. She turned around and smirked. "And by the way, I'm a guy."

"W-What?"

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"I'm back," she called as she slid the club room's door open and sliding it closed before seeing two familiar people preparing props. "Eh? Tomoya-kun, Hidaka-senpai, you're both from the theatre club?"

"S-So you've been caught by the Masked Pervert?" Tomoya stuttered in worry as he apologised, making (Y/n) confused at why he did so.

"I-It's fine," she giggled. "He seems like he was in need of my help anyway. It was my choice, of course! I'm seriously loving this costume though. More importantly, I wonder why he was in a rush to find someone to wear this?"

"Apparently he wanted to make another show," Hokuto replied with a small scowl, a rare sight (Y/n) had seen. She nodded and tapped her shoes on the floor as it made a nice 'click' sound, she called it, where it felt surreal that she was wearing something 'oh-so-fancy'. (Y/n) realised that Wataru would probably arrive soon, she stayed put by sitting on one of the chairs in the club room with caution so the costume wouldn't be ruined by her terrifying strength.

"I'm back~!" A melodic voice called as (Y/n) perked her head up to meet Wataru at the entrance, holding another costume. Her eyes sparkled but kept it to herself otherwise people would trust the weird fact that she was a fan of cosplay. "Now, Tomoya-kun~ please--"

"Run!" Tomoya screamed with panic as he made a dash to the door and slid it open with force, not bothering to shut it. (Y/n) thought it was as if a guerrilla rainstorm had appeared, yet only the wind. It passed by so fast and she couldn't see Tomoya sitting with boredom. Hokuto wasn't surprised, sighing and viewing the window that was his only view that he could accept looking. (Y/n) could only sneak a little laugh before noticing Wataru gone as well, noticing that he disappeared to chase Tomoya with indescribable speed.

Having no time to react, she blinked a few times and wiped her eyes in confusion.

"What the frick frack tic tac?"

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(Y/n) decided to roam around for Wataru and Tomoya, as they were 'lost in action'. Being the curious student she always was, (Y/n) resolved to take a detour on the way. She yawned with exhaustion as the sights of two people couldn't be found with her vision, as it started to get blurry. 

"I need to hit the sack," she muttered to herself before forcefully waking herself up by smacking her two hands to her cheeks with power. "But there's no use for sleep! What is sleep? I only reek of all-nighters! Come on, (Y/n), you got this."

No, she didn't.

It didn't take even ten minutes for her to find a formidable place in one of the practise rooms to sleep on. Her arms were sprawled across her sides, legs connected to the knees before going its separate ways and head tilted to her left, hair tied up in a disorganised shape with her cap back in its place. The dress was already removed and placed next to her, having the school uniform on once again. Soft breathing filled the silent room as she continued sleeping, something that she rarely did during her busy days. Usually, she'd just casually pull out her phone and play games and events to collect cards and all, or even spend most of her nights thrashing out on anime and manga. 

To be frank, she was a hardcore otaku with no possible thought of her own future.

She heard a little whisper near her, yet was too lazy to use all her energy just to open her eyes. Her body no longer felt as heavy as it used to be and her eye bags weren't as dark anymore. In fact, she felt rejuvenated from the nap before finally gathering up her senses and opening her eyes. 

Beside her was an unfamiliar figure, sleeping on a messy bed she hadn't seen. Perhaps it was well hidden, or perhaps she was too tired to even notice there was a bed there. It gave her quite a shock, bringing her to stand on her legs and twitch her eyes in apprehensiveness. The figure was sleeping, from her perspective as she scanned him. He had black hair that was mid-length, his body was sleeping in a cosy posture with both hands to the side of his head for comfort.  

"I'd feel guilty if I woke him up~," she whispered to herself, her lips automatically curling up into a smile. Warmth washed over her from the sight of the male sleeping before she dusted her pants and decided to leave.

Only to cut her finger on one of the sewing tools left on the corner of the table.

She whimpered before covering her mouth and immediately turning her head to see that he had woken up, yawning and rubbing his eyes with exhaustion. (Y/n) threw curse words at herself mentally as she noticed not only has she woken him up, but her index finger was bleeding. It was bleeding more than she thought it'd be, making her sigh and glare at it. 

"What's with the ruckus at this time of day?" He groaned and rose from the messy bed before sniffing the air and facing (Y/n) with his deep, red eyes. "I smell blood~ lemme have a taste~." He quickly made his way to her as she gave him a puzzled expression, soon forming a heavy blush as he licked her bleeding finger with ease.

"W-Whaa- wait, did you just--"

"That's what you get for disrupting my sleep," he said before yawning again. "Your blood is as sweet as Anzu's. Well, I guess it's time for me to go to practice." Her gaze followed him as he simply waved and left. 

There's definitely something wrong with this academy!

(Y/n) blinked at an item beside her, causing her eyes to widen. A small first-aid kit. She wasn't sure if it was there when she had entered the room, like the bed, yet an epiphany gave her a feeling as if it just appeared out of nowhere. (Y/n) no longer had an idea if random items that'll help her just sprawl around beside her, or someone had actually given her it when she needed it.

Weird.

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A/N

Oi, (Y/n)-chan. You actually don't think that ghosts just randomly drop first-aid kits when you're injured, right?