scared. | pre-game drv3

an unexpected request. | 01.

to say the least, ouma felt unsafe. extremely unsafe. school itself felt very unsafe, as he walked through the halls, universe cat drowning blaring in his ears as he looked at his feet. he didn't want to look around; he didn't want to hear the usual insults thrown in his face as he thought of what could be making him this way. who the hell could make him fell like his? it hurt his head to think about it, or maybe that was the far to o loud music that could be heard so slightly to other students. 

his eyes blinked uncomfortably before he stumbled, tripping, into akumatsu fucking kaede. his thoughts rumbled with confusion until he looked up to a rather fucking pissed blond who looked ready to tear out ouma's throat; which he honestly would not mind at this exact moment. what should he say? what should he do? why the fuck did he do that?

"2085 621311 415 251521 2311420, 1521131?" he could see akumatsu's lips move as she spoke; but didn't hear her. her eyes flared with anger as he didn't respond; only looked, confused, as the music he was listening to continued to screech in his ears. 

slowly, ouma took his phone and turned the volume down from his earbuds, gulping. "k- kaede." he muttered, the music in the one earbud clear to hear to the few people around the two. he breathed in before continuing. "c- can i please walk h-home with you? just f- for today." he asked, shaking. the creeping fear of being watched cluttering his brain. "nothing at- attached, please, i-"

he glanced around much to akumatsu's displeasure and confusion. "why the hell would you want to walk home with me, ouma? there's no fucking reason nor way i would eve-"

"please." he near begged, pulling on the sleeve of akumatsu's dark navy uniform as she started to walk away. "please, kaede. i don't want to do it with you, i don't want to become friends, nothing. i-" his voice lowered. "kaede i feel like im being watched. stalked, even, every moment of my life. please, kaede."

the blond looked taken aback by ouma's notion; stalking? she stared silently at the blakc-and-purple haired boy, who would stalk ouma of all people? a teacher? no, they all hated or respected the boy, no in between, maybe one of the faculty? she watched the him look around, frantic, as she decided. she could tell he was scared. very scared. her lips pursed before she finally spoke; looking down at ouma. "fine." she growled, bending over to his ear. "i'll let you stay at my place, to, ouma. better be fuckin' thankful." 

ouma looked relived. no, more than relived, as the younger teen spoke, looking her in the eyes with a widening smile. "thank you, thank you so much, kaede, so much. so, so so, so fucking much-" akumatsu rolled her eyes and dragged ouma from the school building as his music subsided, swearing she could've heard a click from behind them.

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😼 im making a mistake. anyway, i really like this💔 lol