Frozen Heart (Yuri x Reader)

Chapter 15: Mirajane Jones, A Rival Forms

Chapter 15: Mirajane Jones, A Rival Forms

(Yuri's POV)

It's now been a week since I've join school. It was a Friday and the end of the week had finally came. Y/n and I sat down and talked about figure skating while we waiting for May and June. Y/n was more different than a lot of the girls in this school. She was secretive and always optimistic. I don't what it is but I can tell from the way she looks at people and me that there is something she's hiding. But what is it? School and classes wasn't as bad as I thought they'd be. I had Y/n there to help me if I didn't understand something and it really came in handy. She would always be around ready if someone needed her. Almost all her teachers seemed to despise her. There was many things secretive among the teachers in the Evogenia School division but they all shared the same fueling hatred towards her. They gave her glares and didn't pay much affectionate caring towards her. I kept a close eye on Y/n to make sure she didn't do anything. After all, how do I know she isn't a girl with a criminal record that hides behind a mask? May and June finally arrived at school and walked over to us. May gave us her usual grin while June greeted us.

"What's the two lovebirds up too?"

I blushed a deep scarlet red as I jumped out of my seat, "Y/N AND I ARE NOT LOVEBIRDS!"

"Really? Then explain your attachment to her."

"Y/N IS JUST A CLOSE FRIEND WHO I CAN RELY ON. SHE IS NOT A PERSON I WOULD SPEND THE REST OF MY LIFE WITH!"

June and May were laughing at this point. I gave them my death glare and asked them what was funny. They told me that making me mad was just a passed time of theirs and it was hilarious what the results was. I huffed under my breath and turned away. Of course, May and June are jokesters. June was less extreme but she did love what May had in store for the both of them. Ever since I've joined this school lots of people started to question my relationship with Y/n. Some people say it's just a best friend relationship and others argued that it was a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship. Damn these rich people. Y/n and I never denied or confirmed either answer but it was clear to me that we're just close friends. It was now 8:05 and class was starting soon. May, June, Y/n, and I started to leave for class when a huge crowd of people started crowding around us.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!" I screamed struggling to get out of the suffocated space.

"We don't know!" May, June, and Y/n all screamed in unison.

I don't know why but everyone was starting to take pictures of us. WHAT THE HELL DID WE DO? WHAT DID WE DO TO DESERVE THIS? WHY THE HELL DID THEY CHOOSE THE LAST DAY OF THE WEEK OF SCHOOL TO DECIDE TO RALLY AGAINST US? I'm not sure why but as the crowd squished us closer together we started to hold hands. To us, holding hands was a symbol that we would be there for each other. I held Y/n's soft s/t left hand, Y/n did the same gripping it tightly but not tightly enough to hurt me. Her touch was gentle and I can tell from the way she was gripping it that she was scared. Y/n's right hand was taken by June. May held June's hand. We formed a pack holding hands so we wouldn't get separated. After a minute or two, the crowd soon cleared away to either the left or the right side of us. Walking in the middle of the crowd was the school's idols, Mirajane Jones. Mirajane Jones was your typically highschool blonde bitch who was good at everything. She was the school's queen and can control teachers, students, and everyone to her beck and call. I've heard her parents are famous people who run the most successful music company in the world and doctors with the highest degree. She's so perfect that people practically call her a god. It makes sense too. Families who are high in society want to keep being high in society so they pamper their kids to become the most perfect human beings ever. They treat them like robots and tools to their company and not actual kids. Mirajane slowly walked towards us until she was in the front of our faces. Mirajane smirked as us.