Y/n Pov
Was it months, or was it more? Time had gone by like in a blink of an eye. Although over the times, everyone around me had suddenly gotten matured in some ways, Asher's voice now sounds rather deep, Chiharu's uh figure really stands out, and then there is Tobias as he grew a little taller, good thing it wasn't too much. I don't want to be the shortest just yet, but anyways many changes were going on in the school too. One of my classes had switched to a new teacher for some reason but that is not the thing.
When we got there, the teacher is nice and welcoming. Even looking at me with a smile, I smiled back at the teacher and went to take a random seat like the rest of the students. Before I had sat down, he cleared his voice and said there will be assigned seats, not that I mind because I'm not that great at making friends. But, I am still thankful for being one with Asher and Chiharu.
As the teacher assigned seats to the class, I ended up sitting at the front, and in front of the teacher's desk. I don't like sitting at the front and I would like to sit a bit farther or in the middle next to a window. But I didn't complain, the lecture begins as the teacher introduced himself as Mr Bridgetom, teaching films with histories on the side. I can hear girls quietly fawning over him, well he is kinda tall, have a fair build, I guess the handsome teacher kind of guy.
I've shrugged to myself upon thinking about that, focusing back on the lecture.
Normal POV
Learning that it was a sudden and unexpected change that he has to get films from the school Libary to start class. It in the meantime, the students will complete a survey to pick out a film to start with. Just the usual procedure for Bridgeton's class, he takes a stack of papers from his desk and got up, talking for the whole time while sitting down. Doing short stretches got all the girls in the class whispering to each other, even a quiet one looking down at her desk. Bridgeton went around the classroom, passing out the papers, placing them gently on the smooth wooden countertop of the school desk.
But once he gets to Y/n, he does the same as putting the paper down on his desk but, put his hand on his shoulder. Giving it a small rub before doing to her desk, leaning back while he put his feet on the top of his desk. "Well do the survey and you are finished," Bridgeton said, taking a book from a shelf behind him and started reading from there. After that some people just rush through the survey, putting in random answers for each box, others just don't do it at all.
It wasn't so hard as Y/n just put his favourite shows, and ones he knows. Writing the names in the list, doing so with his head on his hand, soon finding it boring. He put the paper aside once he was done and starts to look around the classroom. Seeing that it is well decorated with movie posters and props that can be seen from said films. Looking at it all made Y/n get into the class, maybe it won't be boring after all. He made eye contact with Bridgeton, it was awkward at first because it feels like the teacher was staring at him all this time but, he brushed it off and flashed a smile, receiving one back before he looked down at his paper.
Since he sat right in front of the teacher, it gave him an unusual feeling. Before he went through his bag, finding a book he had borrowed from Chiharu or his sketchbook, he took it out and opens it. It was enough for that such feelings to go away, his eyes are focused on the paper, he flipped the paper and sometimes went back to look at the drawings/chapter again. He didn't notice the teacher had got up and started collecting all of the survey papers, leaving Y/n the last one to collect it from. Looking at what he is doing with a charming smile.
"What you are doing looks interesting but, since you are so quiet in class, want to go get the films after class?" Bridgeton asked Y/n, standing in front of him with his hand on the desk. With his tall height almost looming over him, he thought why him, there are so many other students who would rather take on the job to do that. And he was minding his business, looking forward to eating lunch with his friends and Tobias instead.
Y/n didn't want to sound rude by saying no, instead, he replied with a yes. Which in return the teacher laughed and pats his back before taking his paper and walked back to his desk. Taking the time to review the papers from the class, casually throwing away the ones that weren't even filled. So throughout this class was free time, and between Y/n and Mr, Bridgeton was a rather awkward atmosphere, with small winks and smiles in between. He personally just want the class to be over and that he should've said no.
But he overthinks it as selfish and rude to say no to teachers, soon to find himself deep in thoughts. He hadn't had such a close relationship with teachers that often cause Tobias would be in the same class as him and scare them off. But he is in a class without him so it is new. Going places without him feel weird, is that how it feels to not have Tobias by his side. All that thoughts running through his head was enough for him to not notice Mr Bridgeton staring at him.
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His eyes looked at Y/n, gazing at the young boy's features his h/c soft and beautiful hair. He didn't look at him the whole time, sometimes he glances at the book, and also the clock to pass time. It was obvious the tension is quiet and awkward, getting up from his seat and reaches down to a film on a small shelf of his desk. Taking the time to walk to the back of the classroom and pull the cart of a tv, looking back to make sure he doesn't trip on anything.
Till he moves the cart in front of the classroom, he took the film which he left on the desk after he picked it up. Inserting it to the player, the tv is fairly old but not too old to break easily. Being able to play past films and recent ones, having to press only a few buttons before it plays. There was a small opening before the movie plays. Telling about a story of a young lady who married a possessive and cruel man, who she is locked in a tower. Only seeing her husband and no one else, having to endure the unfair treatment she would receive until a kind and charming guy came to take her away from the tower.
While the cruel husband became angry and also threw a tantrum because he couldn't find her, she and the other guy lives happily ever after. If was a pretty straightforward story as much Y/n can relate to it someway. But he couldn't put Tobias as a bad guy because he is now nicer and gentle with him. Just thinking about it gave Y/n a fuzzy feeling, again he like that Tobias is not being so mean to him, no longer hitting him or being scary. Which made his face warm, unaware of his teacher looking at him in his unknowingly blushing state.
All that thinking of the sweet and gentle Tobias got into his head good, making him snapped back to reality. His body jolted, making a "Hup-" sound, his desk rattles as the sound caught the attention of other students, them looking at him. He lowers his head down, "S-sorry." He mutters softly, soon after they turned their head away and continues watching the movie. He called himself stupid by whispers, so no one will have their experience ruined by the noises coming from him.
'What if they think I'm annoying because I'm whispering to myself?' Y/n thought to himself, he fiddles with his finger, thinking how someone the students may talk to their friends about him, how weird he is, how quiet he is in the class. He isn't quiet, he got friends, they are just not in the same class as him. He got Tobias but, he isn't there with him. 'Is that how it feels to be without Tobias?' His brows furrows, his palms sweating. He doesn't like this, the sounds of students whispering about him intensify, all of them are giving him dirty looks.
His stomach is becoming nauseous and sick, he rests his head on the desk. Not liking this feeling at all, his breathing becomes heavy but he made sure he was quiet, now literally fearing someone will dislike him more. Cowering over his seat on his desk, his hands covering his mouth, being in class without his friends and Tobias managed to take a toll on him. He was fine with other classes without them but why now? Must be overthinking but the thought of it is strong enough to be the main thought in his mind.
The feeling, he hates it a lot, wanting to just run out of the classroom and to the nearest bathroom. Or even running to Tobias will make things a lot better, thinking just that as he is about to get up. He feels a hand on his back, rubbing in circles. His head moving up from his hand, his face was covered in a cold sweater, his hand is visibly shaky and his breathing was quiet but rapid. Y/n is also on the verge of tears, to sum it up, he is now looking like an emotional mess. "Hey, want to step out and talk about it?" Mr Bridgeton asks, sounding concerned and comforting. Making him nod his head, he sniffles and wipes his face before getting out of his seat.
Bridgeton stepped aside to let Y/n get up before leading the young boy out of the classroom. He didn't announce that he is going outside with him or anything, he just kept it quiet. Some students looked at the two till they exit the classroom while the other brushed it off. Once the two are out of the classroom, Y/n begins to apologize, "I'm sorry, t-this wasn't usual of me." He said, his voice cracks while trying to calm himself by taking deep breaths. His teacher bends down until they are the same height, and pets his head, ruffling it. "It's fine man, panic attacks are normal, it is not your fault."
Y/n didn't expect the pet but let him either way, the voice crack is gone, the rapid breathing soon slowed down to a normal one. His hand isn't shaking anymore, he is calm. "T-thanks Mr B-Bridgeton-"
"Call me Kain, no more formalities between us ok?" He said, which made him tilt his head aside a bit. He looks and his shoes before his head returned to facing his teacher, nodding his head. "Class is about to end, I suggest you pack up so we can get the films on time alright?" He added.
"Alright, thanks by the way." Y/n replies, the two exchanges smile before heading back to the classroom. He feels much better, maybe being without Tobias isn't so much of a bad thing. A hand on his middle back was felt but he didn't pay any attention to it as he went inside and or his desk. Putting the book in his bag, it was only that and a pencil he took out to fill the survey, not having to do much.
Bridgeton was rather so close to putting his hand on the boy's butt, holding back his urges to make such moves. Not just now since he had already made the boy comfortable around him, it's easy to do so when you look young and have charisma. Being able to get all the ladies you want and kids be like your "best friend." It is like a guilty pleasure for Kain as kids are something else. Middle schoolers specifically, them learning about being mature as they are still kids. He never told anyone but online in a chat place with other people with similar taste. Despite him thinking to himself that it is gross and that it needs to stop before it gets out of hand. That is the kind of thrill that kept him the way he is.
He can just hide it by being the charming guy he is and everyone will believe him. To Kain Bridgeton, it doesn't matter much, he wouldn't get caught so it is not much of a problem as he sees. He had looked at the curves of the small boy before he walked back to the class, a small grin had formed on his face. Liking the view of it before returning to his desk and leans back on it. His imagination went wild and sick, thinking about how Y/n can be his, how he would spoil him and treat him as a cute princess. That is not all, his hand on the boy's s/c flesh, the noises he could probably make, and...
His weird thoughts were soon to be interrupted by the loud bells ringing, indicating to the students it is lunchtime. Bridgeton went and turned on the lights and see the group of kids exiting the door, all talking and being loud. It annoyed him from that but it all went away when his eyes are on Y/n, seeing him holding his backpack in front of his desk. "I'm all ready to go." He said he couldn't help himself but fiddle his fingers again, feeling shy but nervous, either in between.
Kain got up from his seat and to the door, Y/n behind following him. "You know where the media centre is right?" He asks the boy to which he shakes his head., "No biggie, just follow me okay?" The young one didn't say anything but nod. He didn't mind it much as he leads the way. Silence bestowed between the two only their feet meeting the hallway's floor is the only sound. Bridgeton had read a few books on youngster's psychology and knows what to do to bond with one almost instantly.
The fact that is is prepared says a lot, usually, he would strike up a conversation and talk to them but, he would rather let Y/n speak first, like not to kind of forcing someone to socialize and let them comfortable with you. The whole time was quiet, he doesn't want to wait for any further but he doesn't want to ruin his progress, pushing his hands into his pockets before letting out a soft sigh. It didn't take too long as the two reached the media centre, in other words, the Libary. Kian opens the door and held it so Y/n can enter, the boy saying "Thank you, Kain." As he does so.
Which made him smile since he was able to make Y/n comfortable enough to say his name with ease. Entering the library as he let go of the door, letting it close on its own. The sound of the door that closed behind the then echoes the empty Libary. Him pointing at the boxes which is the one filled with all of the films, enough for to cover the whole school year. As a film each week, he first picked up a light box for Y/n and hands it to him, earning a soft "Thank you." From him, smiling from that as he went to get the heavier box.
"Is it too heavy Y/n?" Kain asked which to the boy shakes his head, he then went to the door with him following him of course. Opening the door, letting him out first and then follow by.
Y/n have a strange feeling inside him, nothing too serious but, he couldn't ignore it. The feeling of, befriending a teacher? Is that normal, maybe other students have a favorite teacher and talk to them more, maybe then Mr Bridgeton, Kain, is his favorite teacher. That gave him a nice feeling afterwards, his grip on the box only tightens by a little, and made him smile. He didn't notice that Kain saw him smile, a favorite teacher is like a great friend. Which made something click in his mind, turning his head to Bridgeton.
"What is your favorite show or movie?" He asks, not knowing what to start off with. But talking about such things like that might be common because of the subject he teaches. After saying that, he sees that it is taking awhile for him to think, letting out a hum, "I don't know, but I do like thriller movies because it is fun and interesting!" He said, chuckling, "What about you?"
"Oh, f/s is the best. I've watched with my friend during the weekends!" Y/n replied back, his smile turned into a bright one. Hearing that name clicked someone in the teacher's head, remembering there is a old film or ova to that particular one. Only seeing that as another opportunity to bring him close. Sadly on the outside it is just him being kind to a student when his intentions is not pure and far different from what others may think. "Had you even gotten the ova/old film of f/s?" He first asked, wanting to make sure if he did.
Y/n shakes his head, although he is a huge fan of f/s, he was never able to see the ova/old film to it because it is only sold in dvd copies and people always make it expensive. Last time he almost spend all of his allowance over a copy just for it to turn out to be a scam. Which turns out to make him rather cautious about what he buy online.
"Really? I got just that in this box, how about I give it to you to keep?" Kain responds, which made Y/n visibly excited, he can tell it is a big deal for him and a big bonus for himself, chuckling. "You really got a copy? This is amazing!" He said, with so much enthusiasm in his tone and the smile is rather difficult to be wiped off his face. Actually looking forward to get the copy and watch it at home.
"Glad you excited for it Y/n" Kain said with a laugh before they reached back to the classroom, he turns while facing his back to the door, using his elbow to push down the knob and make the door swing open. Still letting him go first as he follows, the two boxes are settled on his desk as he went and looked for the copy he told him about. It didn't take too long as he got it in his hand, giving it to Y/n. "Be careful, super careful and try to not loose it alright?" He said, which the boy nodding like crazy. Taking the copy gently and with upmost care a 12 year-old could ever manage when under this much excitement.
Looking at the cover and turns it over to look at the back. His heart bears rapidly, jumping up and down with a joyful squeal. "Thank you thank you thank youuu soooo much for this!" He said, hugging the copy to himself, with an unstoppable laughter. Kain grins as he dusted his hand and puts it in his pocket, "You're welcome man, you know, you owe me. But, that is for later." He said, breaking out a laugh.
"Now go get lunch, don't wanna hold you here for too long to miss the best period." He added, earning a soft giggle form Y/n before he puts the copy in his backpack, zipping it up before he waves his teacher bye bye. Exiting the classroom and heads outside, meeting his friends at the tree next to the flower fields everyday at lunch.
Once he is sure Y/n is gone and the door is closed, he let out a heavy sigh. Chuckling to himself, "Damn...this wouldn't be too hard then last time." He said to himself, placing the boxes aside and went to pull the tv to the back of the classroom. Doing all that while saying to himself, "Y/n...we will have lots of fun~."
A/n:
Sorry everyone for a week delay. I had internet problems that was unbearable, and have to do many chores and all. Thank you for waiting! Also in two or three chapters, there will be blood and gore warnings. I know there are in middle school and there should be too much mature stuff but, once in a while will do. :>
Thank you for reading!