It All Started By One Single Tear (Rantaro x reader x YandereMastermind Kokichi)

Prologue Part 3

Your POV:

I groaned slightly from the pain in my head. If it weren't for me rolling into many desks and chairs, I'd be a lot better right now.

"Hey (y/n), are you alright?" Rantaro asked me with a look of concern on his features.
"Yeah. I'm fine... let's get going," I replied, lying slightly.

I forced myself to get up from the chair I was sitting in. I clutched my head lightly to try to ease the pain. I sighed lightly before giving a bright smile. That smile on my face was a lie. I just didn't want anyone to worry about me.

"Rantaro lets go!" I exclaimed before walking out of the door.
"I'm coming," Rantaro replied before leaving through the same door as I did.

Once I got out the door, I noticed a bright blue door across from the Dining Hall. There was a sign above it, and it read "Warehouse". I pointed at the door.

"Do you think someone would be in there?" I asked.
"Why don't we find out? Let's go in," Rantaro replied.

I nodded before opening the door to the Warehouse. There were many items stacked on the many shelves in the room. There was a bunch of track and field equipment in the center of the room. I noticed shot put balls, hurdles, and gym mats.
(Sorry about mentioning the shot put ball)

"Damnit... Where the hell is it?" I heard someone ask in frustration.

The sound came from my left, so I looked to my left and noticed a person in the room rummaging through many types of medicines. The person was a girl. She had long light pink hair that was all over the place. The all over the place aspect of her hair was quite interesting and beautiful. She wore a hot pink school uniform with brown leather belts on her arms, legs, and midsection. She wore fingerless gloves, and black boots. She had goggles on her head, and she had a few chokers on. I decided to approach the girl.

"Hey, what are you looking for?" I asked, trying to be nice.
"Don't sneak up on me, bitch!" the girl replied, giving me a thumbs down.

A few thoughts just occurred to me at that point...

'I literally just met you...and you've already called me a bitch...' I thought first.
'I feel my self esteem dropping lower...' I thought secondly.
"Hey, I'm sorry if we surprised you, but you shouldn't"talk to (y/n) like—" Rantaro requested before rudely being interrupted.
"Hey playboy, you starin' at my tits?" the girl asked.

I gave the girl in front of me a confused look.

'Rantaro is not a playboy...' I thought.

I looked at Rantaro who seemed to be in shock. He told me he met everyone. Maybe that wasn't true.

"What?!" Rantaro asked.
"Want seconds Craptaro? Help yourself! A guy like you can only dream of landin' a big-boobed hottie like me. Go on, get yourself a good eyeful!" the girl yelled in pure mockery.

I looked at the girl with a bit of an angry look.

'Craptaro?! Assuming that he wants to stare at your tits?! How rude!' I thought.

I sighed before looking at Rantaro with an "I'm sorry" look.

"N-no, I wasn't staring! My eyes just happened to look there..." Rantaro replied.

I had no idea if Rantaro was playing along or not. I think he was just trying not to be rude to the girl.

"Ohh, my eyes just happened to look there... Ohh, my hand just happened to grope her... Hah-haha I can identify pervs on sight, and you are *definitely* a fuckin' perv!" the girl mocked, "that's why you look like a cool guy, right? To hide your true personality? And that's why you wear those pants, right? To hide your nasty crotch?"
"Everyone wears pants though..." I replied.
"Hah-haha! Everyone knows that only pervs are sleazy guys!" the girl replied pridefully.