𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓│ [M!Reader x School Bus Graveyard]

⊱－－(S1) [Stand Up and Fight]

[Y/N] - Your Name
[M/N] - Middle Name
[L/N] - Last Name
I
["Talking"]
["SCREAMING"]
["Whispering"]
["Thinking"]
* - Translated directly from Italian

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-> [ARTISTS / SERIES USED]
- lilredbeany.
- Ichiha.
(Panel taken from Lore no Mori and colored by Unoriginal_Jackass12)

<<<<<< I >[---]< I >>>>>>

Ashlyn: ["... Is he being bullied?"]

The girl hummed as she watched the unfolding scene. Y/N, tentatively, reached for the back of his waistband, but his hand was stopped once Ashlyn put her palm atop it. Just shooting a glance down at the girl, she shook her head, and Y/N's hand retracted, but still went to his pocket where he held his switchblade. Pulling her hand back to stare at the scene again, Ashlyn noted how Taylor reached ahead to poke Tyler.

Taylor: ["It's him again..."]

Tyler: ["Yeah, yeah. I'm on it.."]

He was the first one to step ahead, with Y/N tempting himself to also go help, but deciding to just watch things unfold. Visibly, though, he wasn't the only one who noticed a small shift in the face of the other usually-cold-faced member of the group. Both him and Aiden - Though the later straight up looked instead of merely glancing - turned to face the white-knuckled boy who sported an ice-cold, killing glare.

Aiden: ["Woah, hey bud, let's chill out!"] Aiden slid right in front of Ben, waving his open palms around to try and calm him ["The half-wit is handling it - No need to worries!"]

Y/N: ["Oh, great. One quiet guy in the group has anger issues, and the other one is a schizoid with a gun"] Y/N sighed, mimicking the motion of liting himself a cigarette out of sheer instinct ["We're really not giving the introverts a good reputation, are we?"]

Tyler: ["Barron. What are you doing?"]

Y/N's attention snapped back towards Tyler - Fingers still raised as if shielding a cigarette from the wind, and with a lit lighter. Barron, though a bit taller than Tyler, kept a rather annoyed and reserved gaze as the aforementioned crossed his arms. His hair, almost matching that of Y/N's in length and style, hid, even if for only a second, his bothered glance that she shot at Tyler, who also wore the same jacket as him.