A/N: Guess who finally finished this damn chapter!?!?!

I kept getting writers block while writing this chapter, and it ended up being longer than usual. So I hope this turned okay.

I hope you still enjoy!

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"Would you have lunch with me!"

"E-Eh...!?"

I stared blankly at the two boys. Hanakō and Amao to be exact.

The two of them immediately sent nasty glares at each other.

"I asked first! Go away!" Hanakō argued, childishly puffing out his cheeks.

"But it's not your decision, it's (Y/N)-chan's." Amao shot back.

Marshmallow child and the clingy bunny are fighting...

Taeko, you can have your harem back. I want no part of this.

Time to lie my way out of this.

"U-Um... I apologize, but I've already made plans for lunch." I half lied with an apologetic smile.

"What?!" The two boys shouted in shock.

"I'm running a bit late, so I should be going now." I added, starting to walk away. "Goodbye! Maybe some other time."

Translation: I'll be avoiding your invitations as much as possible.

I walked off and as soon as I was out of sight, I booked it to the info club room.

"Enjoying the harem?" Info-kun teased, knowing damn well what the answer was.

"Enjoy not having lunch?" I shot back bitterly.

Info-kun immediately froze before getting on his knees in a bowing position.

"Forgive me..." Info-kun responded.

"That's what I thought." I replied, walking over to the desk and sitting myself on top with my legs crossed. "I didn't even do anything special, why change romantic interests?"

"Perhaps they decided that they wanted someone with a personality." Info-kun responded.

"Ha! I suppose a fake personality is better than no personality!" I laughed, opening my bento. "But seriously, Taeko can have her harem back."

"It's funny cause most girls would die to be in your position." Info-kun said, scrolling through his computer while taking an omelette roll. "Oh, your teacher won't be here tomorrow."

"Who's the sub?" I asked before taking a bite of my omelette roll.

"Mido Rana." Info-kun responded.

"Of course..." I muttered bitterly, now grabbing an onigiri.

"Want a get out of jail free card?" Info-kun asked.

"I wish, but I gotta babysit a certain yandere." I replied.

"You treat him like a dog on a leash." Info-kun stated.

"I can't help but treat him the way he acts." I shot back, opening a bottle/can of (f/d). "The boy is always looking up to me for guidance."

"What if..." Info-kun started before pausing for a few seconds. "...He starts to -"

I place my finger over his lips before he could finish.

"Don't finish that sentence. That bridge hasn't even been crossed yet. Let's leave it that way for as long as possible." I say before taking a sip of my drink.

"Yeah... You're right..." Info-kun agreed, face strawberry red.

"I find it funny how someone like you can get flustered so easily." I teased with a smirk.

"You're an *ss hole..." Info-kun muttered, turning himself around to hide his blush.

"I aim to please ~!" I replied with a smile, jumping off the desk and grabbing my empty bento box. "Class will be starting soon, see ya!"

I left the info clubroom, no one else in sight. I then walked to my classroom, lost in my own thoughts.

Welp...

I'm going have to tell Ayato about this later aren't I?

F**************ck.

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You know if anyone was wondering how long it takes for a yandere's eyes to lose any shred of sanity, I can tell you the answer to that.

It's 3.46 seconds.

Don't ask me how I can be that precise, I just have good memorization skills. (That doesn't mean that I'll start studying though).

I mean I figured Ayato wouldn't like finding out the man that is also after the girl he likes, is subbing for our class. But he went into yandere more faster than you can say activate instant kill mode.

"So can I kill him?" Ayato asked, pulling out a knife.

He has killed people before, right?

"You don't go around killing people if there are witnesses. You'll be pinned down and arrested in five seconds flat." I explained, putting a hand on his shoulder. "I've never killed anyone (physically) before and even I know this."

"Fine... I'll wait..." Ayato huffed, pouting a little as he put his knife away.

"Good boy." I said, patting him on the head with a small smile.

"(Y/N)-chan! Ayato-kun!"

"(Y/N)-chan!!!"

The two of us turned our heads around to see the Yamada siblings running towards us.

"At least it's only Hanakō-kun with senpai..." Ayato muttered.

"I wouldn't speak so soon if I were you..." I replied.

Just then, Osano came trailing behind them.

"What did I tell you dummies about running ahead of me?!" Osano angrily shouted.

"Why!?!?!" Ayato whined in frustration.

"I told you so." I responded.

At least I don't have to suffer alone.

Hanakō ran up to me and hugged me, practically squishing his head against my chest.

"I ~! Missed ~! You ~!" Hanakō sang, tightening his grip.

"It hasn't been long since we last spoke." I responded, trying to pry him off without seeming rude.

"I wanna have lunch with you today! Can we?! Can we?!" Hanakō bounced like a hipper little kid.

Crap! I need to come up with an excuse quickly.

"Someone had asked for my help during lunch today, so I'm afraid I can't. I'm so sorry." I lied, sounding genuine.

"Oh..." Hanakō pouted, clearly upset. "Maybe some other time then..."

That expression was the equivalent of a sad puppy, holy sh*t.

Well I know I can't avoid it forever, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to try for as long as possible.

"You should sit with us during lunch sometime (Y/N)-chan!" Taeko said. "We can even make bentos for everyone!"

Honey, you must be denser than air, cause that's one the fastest ways for people to get the wrong idea.

"If her cooking is as poisonous* as yours, I don't want it anywhere near me." Osano complained.

"Really? You wouldn't eat my food?" I teased, acting innocent. "Even if I were to work all night on it?"

"W-What?! W-W-Wait!!!!" Osano stuttered, face redder than his hair. "I-I didn't -! I mean -! W-Well... I might try a bite or two i-if you insist... J-Just because it's a complete waste of food if I don't...!!!"

The tsundere is strong with this one. I know I really shouldn't tease or provoke him, but he just makes it too easy - I couldn't resist. I'm 99.9% sure that this is going to bite me in the *ss later on but f*ck it, teasing an easily provoked tsundere is too much fun.

Remember children, the face of evil isn't some demon: it's a 17 year old high school girl with a phony smile and manipulation skills.

"I would eat your food if you made me a bento (Y/N)-chan!!!" Hanakō exclaimed.

Of course you would...

"I guess I could make something for everyone one day, when I'm not too busy." I said with a small smile.

Might as well take the dive myself rather than wait for someone to shove me off a cliff. Besides, it's not that big a deal. It's not like I haven't cooked for others before, especially since I've banned Ami and Takumi from my kitchen after the pancake incident. 

In response to my suggestion; Taeko seemed happy, Ayato showed an emotion - other than the usual yandere emotions - for a split second, Osano was muttering something with a beat red face, and Hanakō went from a sad puppy to hyper puppy faster than you can say underoo's.

Should I be concerned about how often I've been comparing people to dogs lately? 

After all that talk about bentos, the five of us continued on our walk to school. Taeko, Hanakō, and Osano did most of the talking the rest of the way - Ayato and I barely saying a word. Eventually, we made it on campus and had to split off at the stairway, seeing as we weren't all in the same class. 

As Ayato and I part ways from everyone else, I let out a tired yawn as we headed towards our classroom. Me being tired in the morning was nothing new, as I've never been much of a mourning person, perhaps it wouldn't hurt to shut my eyes for a minute or two.

Besides, I don't really expect Mido Rana to already be in the classroom anyways, it's the mourning - most people usually aren't so energetic in the morning. I myself, usually tend to be more awake at night.

Upon stopping at the back door of the classroom, I slid the door open and scanned the room. As I expected, Mido Rana wasn't here yet.

What I didn't expect however, was to see Kizano f*cking Sunobu sitting in the desk that was normally empty.

How long has Kizano been in our class? I mean, I don't really pay much attention to my classmates but I'm sure I'd notice if someone like Kizano was in our class.

"This is probably the first time I've seen you in class Kizano-kun." Koharu brought up casually.

Oh good, I'm not the only one. I'd much rather be drowning with someone else than be the only one drowning.

"Since I'm the drama club president I get a pass from class for club related activities. Plus for the first three weeks, I had attended special acting classes so the school let it slide."

That sounds like a load of bs, but okay.

"Oh! So your plate is empty today?" Koharu asked.

"Well..." Kizano started, glancing over at me. "...For now it is."

I simply just pretended to be oblivious and sat down at my desk, resting my head on my arms.

Please let this be a short day.

I closed my eyes for a few minutes until I heard the front door slide open.

"Settle down everyone! Your usual teacher isn't going to be here today so I'll be your substitute teacher for today." An older male voice spoke.

You can practically hear everyone's head wip towards the front of the classroom the moment they heard the words: substitute teacher.

Geez people! Class has barely started and they already look like they're going to murder someone. Do substitutes just bring out the inner demons of students or something?

"My name is Mido Rana." Mido explained. "Now just because I'm a sub, that doesn't mean you can just make up whatever you want and expect an easy day today."

All the students groaned in disappointment; with the exception of Kizano - Who clearly doesn't show up enough to understand the class' reaction, Ayato - Who has no soul unless Taeko is involved, and I - who really just didn't care.

"Now that that's out of the way, everyone take out your notebook for (favorite subject)." Mido said, already writing things down on the board. "And do pay attention, I'd hate to give someone  detention.~"

So this is Mido Rana huh...?

Meh, he's sort of good looking I guess.

I guess my option wasn't mutual, because all the girls - except the ones that were clearly gay, but they haven't had the talk and myself - were practically drooling over him. Even a few boys, but once again: clearly gay, but they haven't had the talk.

"He's hot...!"

"He's really young for a teacher."

"How am I supposed to take notes when he's teaching us?!"

Talk louder why don't you?! It's not like I can hear you from across the room.

Maybe it's because I've spoiled with plenty of attractive anime characters, Miraculous Ladybug characters, and the MCU; but I don't think he's as hot as they're giving him credit for.

Then again, most of the people I find attractive, aren't actually real....so yeah...

For the most part class was pretty normal for the most part: the responsible students taking notes, Ayato plotting a murder in his head (it's kind of obvious), and me drawing in my notebook - ignoring the lesson. Don't get me wrong, I actually love (favorite subject), it's the only thing I can do right without cheating. But I'm just not a fan of doing school work for 2+ hours. It's not like I won't learn anything, not with my memory. 

At some point, Mido started asking questions to the class. And I guess I must have caught his eye (of course I did), because despite not raising my hand; he called on me (why do teachers do this?!).

"Young lady with the (h/c) hair." Mido said, pointing at me - causing me to quickly hide any evidence of me drawing - and then pointing to a question on the board. "Could you answer this question?"

I silently read the question on the board before looking back up. 

"Of course." I responded, pulling off my signature phony smile. "The answer is (answer)*."

Mido stared starred at me for a few seconds before speaking up. 

"That's correct." Mido replied, a smirk forming on his face. "Perhaps I should reward you for being the first to answer that question correctly.~"

But I only answered the question because you called on me...

Also I'm not about to have a bunch of jealous fangirls on my back. The wrath of angry fangirls isn't something I want to deal with.

"There's no need for that." I responded with a phony smile. "You should continue with the lesson, I'm sure we have a lot to cover today."

The other students nodded in agreement, indicating that any possible threat of a fangirl has been avoided.

"You're right, let's us continue." Mido agreed, turning back to the board.

I quietly let out a sigh of relief and went back to drawing in my notebook.

For the love of whatever - I don't really care - please keep my meetings with him to a minimum. I seriously don't want to have a harem.

Just stop universe. It's time to stop.

To be continued.

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1) Because something needs to not be cliche. For Reader-chan it makes sense, cause she lives alone and it's not like her cat is going to start cooking. Taeko however, probably has a normal family with normal parents that cook for her and her brother. Though I'm sure that's not the case for everyone, I just thought it would be a funny little headcanon that Taeko really sucks at cooking and needs someone to help her cook.

2) Cause the only subjects that I'm good at are Art and (kinda) English (If you ignore my "A+" grammar and spelling skills). That and I'm too lazy to Google something.