Kouha x Reader

Summary: Being seventeen isn't as great as it sounds.

I listened to this multiple times and this idea wouldn't leave my head. Enjoy~!

I think we can all agree that Kouha would be a singer with a pretty strong voice.

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You locked your closet door, scared that he might come in through your window. Being seventeen wasn't as great as it sounds right now. Your boyfriends was a total psychopath and now you were trapped in a closet.

You froze as you heard your window open, you stayed quiet.

"All is forgiven baby! Come on, get dressed. You're my date to the pep rally tonight!" He said as he came in. He chuckled as he found out you were hiding. Kouha stood at the closet door.

You chucked me out like I was trash,
For that you should be dead—
But! But! But!

Then it hit me like a flash,
What if high school went away instead'
Those assholes are the key!
They're keeping you away from me!
They made you blind, messed up your mind
But I can set you free!

You left me and I fell apart,
I punched the wall and cried—
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Then I found you changed my heart and set loose all that truthful shit inside!
And so I built a bomb
Tonight our school is Vietnam!
Let's guarantee they'll never see their senior prom!

His look softened as he thought of you. He stuck his hand out, as if he was reaching out for you.

I was meant to be yours!
We were meant to be one!
Don't give up on me now!
Finish what we've begun!
I was mean to be yours!

His softened look turned to back to one of insanity and a sadistic smile graced his features.

So when the high school gym goes boom with everyone inside—
Pchw! Pchw! Pchw!
In the rubble of their tomb
We'll plant this note explaining why they died!

Kouha took out a petition from his pocket students signed without knowing what it was and read what was written at the top.

KOUHA AND STUDENTS (spoken):
We, the students of Westerburg High
Will die. Our burnt bodies may finally get through
To you. Your society churns out slaves and blanks
No thanks. Signed the Students of Westerburg High
'Goodbye.'

An insane glint shown in his eye as he turned back to the closed closet door.

We'll watch the smoke poor out the doors.
Bring marshmallows,
We'll make s'mores!
We can smile and cuddle while the fire roars!

He got down on his knees and gripped the doorknob again, desperation in his voice.

I was meant to be yours!
We were meant to be one!
I can't make this alone!
Finish what we've begun!
You were meant to be mine!
I am all that you need!
You carved open my heart!
Can't just leave me to bleed!

He got up, grew angry and wiggled the doorknob, he soon began pounding it with his fist vigorously.

Y/N! open the—open the door, please
Y/N! open the door.
Y/N, can we not fight anymore
Please, can we not fight anymore
Y/N, sure, you're scared,
I've been there. I can set you free!
Y/N, don't make me come in there!
I'm gonna count to three!
(spoken) One! Two! Fuck it!

Kouha kicked the closet door multiple times and smirked as it finally opened, his face fell as he saw you dangling from an improvised bedsheet noose. He fell to his knees with tears in his eyes and gripped your hand.

(spoken) Oh my God! 'No! Y/N!
(sung)
Please don't leave me alone
You were all I could trust
I can't do this alone

KOUHA AND STUDENTS:
Still I will if I must!

He then escaped back out the window as he heard someone coming to your room. Your mother came in, smiling while holding a tray.

"Y/N?"

"I brought you a snack,"

She went to the closet, seeing it open, "Y/N?" She asked. Once she saw what was in there she dropped the tray in shock.

AAAAAAAHHHHHH!

Your head shot upright as you heard her scream, you opened your jacket revealing where the noose was actually tied. You quickly untied it and fell down to the floor with a thud.

"Hey, mom. Why so tense?"