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Welcome to “Caress me down”

As you’re probably aware, this is a yandere resident evil high school Au x bimbo reader

Quite the mouthful, ain’t it?

Therefore you should expect these disturbing/potentially triggering topics:

Gore and Murder

Grooming

Multiple types of abuse

NSFW

Teacher x student (grown student but yuck)

Evil age gaps

Manipulation

Stalking

Non cannon ages

Non-con (🫩🫩)

THIS LIST CAN AND WILL BE UPDATED AS I SEE FIT

Also y/n is REAL dumb. She’s just a pretty hoe

Don’t like, don’t read

And I mean that, this gets dark

Chapters will be emoji coded

🫧 = Author’s note or irregular update

🧸 = Regular update

Enjoy!

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Y/n: I mean, sure, I have my bad days, but then I remember what a cute smile I have.

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Y/n: I know what a prism is! It's where you put bad people!

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Y/n: Oooh, a train! 
The yanderes: We’re in a train station, Y/n.

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The yanderes: My hands are cold. 
Y/n: Here, let me hold them. 
The yanderes: My lips are cold too. 
Y/n: *covers The yanderes's mouth with their hand*

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You hummed in delight as you slowly drifted in the large pool in Albert’s backyard. You were laying on your stomach on a large pink floaty that he had bought, letting the sun warm your back nicely.

Albert himself was sitting upright in a lawn chair in his black swim trunks, observing you as you carelessly floated in the pool. Excella was right on his side in a white bikini, gripping his arm while laying back to tan.

Ricardo, Jack, and Ada had since left the pool. Ada was resting on a towel by the poolside in her red bikini, allowing herself a moment to dry before getting back in. Krauser was waiting patiently on a lawn chair with a towel for you. And Irving was just twiddling his thumbs on a chair, having been kicked out of the pool for being alone with you.

”This is sooo nice” you sighed, “Suck’s that school starts like… next week?” You took a guess after a momentary pause. Both Ada and Krauser opened their mouths to answer, but Albert beat them to it, “No. School begins tomorrow” he said smoothly.

You pursed your lips before sighing again, “Bleh” you groaned, rolling over to your back. Your breasts nearly fell out of your pink, skimpy bikini from just that motion, “I hate school. It’s way too hard!”

Ada chuckled from beside the pool before sitting up straighter on her side, “One last year… you can do it, baby” she purred as she turned to dip her feet into the pool.

“You’ll be fine,” Wesker said simply, his eyes completely sure underneath his dark glasses.

A small pout came to your lip as you huffed. You allowed one of your hands to flop into the water as you did so, “But it’s going to be extra hard! Especially because you had me join those hard classes! Those uh… ip classes?” 

Ada chuckled once again as she swam toward your float, “You’ll be alright, we’ll make sure of it” the dark haired woman promised as she rested her upper body against your floaty.

You hummed before grabbing her arm and trying to pull her up onto the floaty with you. Excella perked up her head when he heard both you and Ada yelp, sitting up just quickly enough to watch the two of you fall into the water.

You immediately clutched onto the muscular woman to stay afloat as she laughed at the tumble. “Here, let's get back on” she purred as she grabbed your floaty and led you to the edge of the pool. A brief scowl came to Albert’s face as he shook off Excella’s hand to join you two in the pool. 

Excella of course followed suit.

And then Krauser shortly after.

And then Irving dipped his feet in, happy to be kind of incincluded

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“You should let me paint your nails” you hummed to Albert as you meticulously painted Ada’s and Excella’s nails. Your nails had been painted a pretty pink beforehand. Wesker didn’t dignify your statement with a response, but he didn’t say no.

Ada let out a breathy giggle and stared at your concentrated face. It was just you, Ada, Excella, and Albert left at the Wesker household. You were promised a ride to school the next day if you stayed the night.

Though you didn’t have your license, so you wouldn’t have had a ride home if you didn’t stay the night.

You finished your last coat of red paint on Ada and green paint on Excella before standing to sit on Wesker’s couch. You had been kneeling on the ground in between the two women while painting their nails.

You leaned against the couch arm before grabbing Wesker’s hand. He let out a grunt as you tugged his arm in between your legs and up to your face.

Excella paused and Ada stood from her sitting position as you did that.

“You do have nice nails” you gushed, “Lemme paint them black!” you giggled as he slowly removed his hand from your grasp.

“Now, now” he tutted as he rested his hand on your stomach, “I have no desire to… decorate my nails” he mused. In all reality he didn’t need to, his nails were in pristine condition. 

You put on a fake pout but nodded, you could always paint Luis’ nails, he just wasn’t invited to the sleepover. 

Ada and Excella quickly tag teamed the situation once his hand was on you. Ada walked behind you to wrap her arms around your neck, causing you to look away from Albert, and Excella basically draped herself against Albert, causing him to scowl at her.

“What time do we gotta be up tomorrow?” you asked as you scooted away from Albert and further into Ada’s arms. Ada happily accepted that and answered, “We have to leave by 7:30, so about 6:30” she hummed, causing you to sigh and sink right back down.

“I’m gonna develop eye bags” you sighed, “I almost did last year! We should start taking naps in school again like in kindergarten!”

Ada chuckled at the idea and Albert smirked a bit.

“I suppose you’re lucky we’re at Wesker’s house” Ada purred as she walked around the couch to lay against you, resting her head on your shoulder. You giggled and wrapped your arms around her. Despite everything you had done with her, the implications were lost on you.

“I suppose she is…” Wesker hissed as he rose from the couch, practically shoving Excella off to do so, “But she is right, its an early morning tomorrow and I don’t want to be exhausted” his words were meant as a demand, though only Ada seemed to catch it.

“Oh! I wanna sleep with Albert!” You sang as you wormed your way out from under Ada’s disgruntled figure before rushing to Albert’s bed room. The man merely chuckled as Excella sighed.

“Oh Albert… Do you really want her to sleep in your room?” the Italian woman scoffed, “I could be much better company…” she cooed. Wesker didn’t even answer her as he stood to meet you in his room.

“You two can sleep together on the couch” he said simply as he walked away. Excella pursed her lips but stayed quiet at his demand while Ada glared in his direction

In his room, Wesker found you snuggled up in his king sized bed, gripping one of his pillows as a mock stuffed animal. “You have the best bed” you claimed dreamily as you snuggled the pillow. The pillow pushed right up against your nightgown (though it looked a lot like lingerie) so nicely, making Albert almost forget the others in his living room.

“I suppose I do…” He hummed as he got into bed, right next to you. 

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Y/n: We’re playing Scrabble. It’s a nightmare. 
Ada: Scrabble? Scrabble’s great. 
Y/n: Not when you’re playing with Albert, it’s not. They put words like “ephemeral” and I put “dog.”

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You rubbed your eyes and lazily sipped your coffee as soft classical music played throughout the car. Wesker claimed not to care for music, but he always played some whenever he drove with you, as you hated the silence.

You were placed in the passenger seat while Excella and Ada were in the back with both you and Albert’s backpacks, each holding their own drinks.

“You got that green drink again” You noted aloud at Ada. She had ordered a matcha latte, as she usually did. The drink always enticed you every time you saw her with it, but you always wanted your usual, yummy coffee.

Ada smiled and nodded, “Want some? It’s good” she hummed as she leaned forward to hand you the plastic cup. You pursed your lips and looked down at it hesitantly. You set down your coffee in the cup holder before taking her latte.

You grinned and took a swig of the earthy drink. The moment it hit your tongue your nose crinkled, “It tastes like grass!” you exclaimed once you swallowed. You stuck your tongue out for a second, listening to Ada’s chuckles. 

You handed the drink back to Ada before grabbing your coffee again. Ada wasted no time gently licking the liquid you left on the rim before taking a sip.

Wesker had a smirk on his face as you turned to him and said, “It was like drinking a plain salad!”

Once the taste settled in your mouth, however… It actually wasn’t bad.

You took a small drink of your coffee and considered, it was definitely better than Albert’s black coffee… really it could have been good if it was a bit sweeter.

“Wait, lemme try it again!” you turned around once again, reaching for Ada’s drink. The short haired woman immediately complied with a smile, her cheeks slightly tinged red as you took another gulp. 

You made the same face as you did before, prompting another chuckle from the woman, “Next time I’ll add raspberry flavor for you” she promised.

You handed her back her nearly empty cup before nodding, “Thanks Ada!” you gushed. Albert’s hand met your back as you stayed turned around in your seat, “Sit.” He demanded, “We will get pulled over”.

You giggled and plopped yourself back into your seat. You no longer felt exhausted like you had before.

It didn’t take long for the car to pull into the parking lot of Racoon High. The large parking lot was bustling with people power walking into the school and hanging around their friends’ cars. Wesker parked the car in the spot that he had since he had gotten the car, “Everyone out” he demanded, “Don’t leave any trash.”

You got out and stretched, causing your micro skirt to raise just enough to reveal the pink thong underneath. As you did, Ada let out a hum and stepped out, carrying your bag.

You slung your bag over your shoulder and walked around the car to meet the others. Wesker was waiting for you, your coffee in his hand, “I said no trash” he stated as he held the drink out for you.

“Thanks!” you grinned and blew him a kiss before practically skipping to the building. The others followed quickly behind. 

“What’s my first class?” you asked Albert as you all stepped into the air conditioned building. Your question prompted a scoff from the man as he reached into your skirt pocket to pull out your phone. He opened it easily and opened your email. 

“Lets see… you have to go to ap world history… with me” he mused before handing you your phone. You frowned a bit at his words, that was one of the hard classes!

You waved goodbye to Ada, who needed to go to her own class, before following Excella and Albert to your class.

“Oh! You’re in the smart history too?” you asked Excella with absolutely no malice intended. Excella narrowed her eyes a bit as she clung to Wesker’s arm, “Not this one no…”

”Lucky!” You pouted, "This class is gonna be so hard!"

Excella quirked a brow, fighting every demon inside herself to not mention that you picked the class yourself. Especially considering how Albert immediately glared down at her. 

The class was an odd set up, there were many furniture pieces set around in a very casual manner. And the desk in the back of class was massive, though it needed to be to fit the teacher. Both Albert and Excella made a face as they looked at the ginormous man behind the desk.

“Lets sit on the couch!” you squealed, not even glancing at the fat man. You tugged Albert forward causing him to let out a disgruntled grunt and accidently tug Excella. 

A jolly chuckle caught your attention as you jumped onto the comfortable cushions, prompting you to glance behind the couch. There sat a large man with grey hair. On his desk there was a name tag that read, “Duke”.

“Welcome students” he grinned, “You are all quite early!”

Albert huffed and nodded. You copied his action, just much more enthusiastically, “Yeah! Albert always wakes up like… super early!” Your words only prompted another chuckle from the history teacher.

“Well the early bird does catch the worm, as they say” he mused as more students began walking in. Wesker scooted over on the couch a bit, causing you to also scoot down and lay your legs across the rest of the couch. You had successfully claimed the couch as yours.

“Class starts soon, Excella” Albert said sternly, “You best go.” 

Excella sputtered for a second before frowning and nodding, “Oh… I suppose… Until next time Albert” she cooed as she sashayed away.

”God she’s so pretty” you gushed as you got more comfortable against Wesker, leaning your head on him. Albert raised a brow and looked down at you. He tutted a bit before saying, “She is… eye catching” he said slowly, “Nothing compared to you.”

You grinned and snuggled yourself further against him, “Aw! How sweet!” You giggled as you whipped out your phone to take a photo, “Say cheddar!” You stuck out your tongue and threw up a peace sign. Albert sighed softly, “It’s cheese, y/n…” but he stayed still for your photo.

You immediately posted it with the caption, “First class! 💕🌺🌺🩷💋” just as class started.

Duke didn’t move from his position at his desk before clearing his throat, causing you to once again peek your head over the back of the couch. “Welcome students,” he joyfully exclaimed, “To Ap World History!”

The class, as expected, was rather dull. All he did was go over the units, syllabus, and what to expect for the year. About halfway through, you nestled back against Albert and began going on your phone. Duke didn’t complain, as he couldn’t see you, and Albert couldn’t care less.

In fact it almost looked domestic. You, happily resting against him while he, got prepared for all of the hard work.

You were so comfortable, that you allowed your legs to fall open multiple times, inadvertently flashing the flustered, dirty blonde man at the other table. Wesker, of course, closed your legs almost immediately.

After Duke finished explaining, he had all of the students grab a text book (Wesker was more than pleased when you grabbed both his and yours) and just skim the insides.

”Albert, what’s a diner-dino… dynasty?” You were quite slow trying to spell out the new word, causing a couple of horrified glances in your direction. “It’s a cycle of ruling, dear” he hummed simply as he flipped through his own book. You thanked him and nodded and continued to try and read along.

After about twenty minutes of painfully dumb questions-and a few students using faith in the course, it was time for second hour.

”What’s next?” You asked as Albert, once again, took your phone. “We have pre-calculus together” he hummed, putting much emphasis on the “we”.

”Math!? Oh!” You groaned as you dramatically flopped into him in the hallway, “That’s two hard classes in a row!”

Wesker hummed and pat your back as he continued to walk with you, “You will be fine. I will be there.”

So would Krauser, but why mention him when you had Wesker?

The class had an older look to it, chalk boards in against the walls and such, but it still had all of the new techy things the other classrooms had. The desks were fashioned in a much more regular style with four desks making a table. You and Albert had made it to class fairly quickly, meaning that you could really sit anywhere.

Albert instinctively lead you to the back of class to sit down. Once you were sat, you took another selfie to post, clearly planning on taking one every hour, and maybe even lunch.

Just as you snapped the picture, Jack Krauser came to sit beside you.

”Jack! We gotta retake the picture!” You squealed as you moved to quickly delete the picture you had just posted. Krauser threw on an awkward half smile as you retook the picture.

It was just your luck that Luis walked in directly after you had posted your second picture. You let out a dramatic groan when he greeted you with a, “Princesa!”

”Aw I ruined it again! I didn’t know you had this class too!” You huffed as Luis sat down, filing up the table. Luis chuckled and shrugged, “Ah it’s no big deal, just come get one with me” the Spaniard grinned and opened his arms and legs a bit.

You wasted no time bouncing into his lap, and whipping out your phone to snap yet another photo.

Wesker glared at Luis in pure disdain, but held his tongue. You were sitting next to him after all, not Luis.

A gruff man walked into the classroom not too long after you snapped and posted your photo. He was older looking with long, scraggly hair and dark glasses. The moment he stepped into the room, a faint scent of tobacco began to linger.

”Let’s see what we have here…” he mused loudly. His voice was odd, you couldn’t place an accent.

Though you weren’t very good at that at all.

”This class looks promising!” He exclaimed as he unprofessionally plopped into his chair, “I’m Heisenberg. Mr Heisenberg, of course” he lowered his dark glasses to do another over.

”Albert, he looks like you!” You awed, causing your friend to tense up in disgust. “Excuse me?” He seethed quietly, “I am much more than… that.”

You giggled a bit, “But he’s got glasses like you!”

Albert then paid his attention to the dark glasses the teacher wore. They were round. The only similarity that his glasses held to Heisenberg’s was the fact that they were sunglasses.

Much like the last class, all you did was go over that year’s content. Once again, you stopped paying attention.

”Your nails are chipping, Luis. I’ll bring some nail polish to fix them tomorrow” you hummed as you held Luis’ hand by your face. You then turned to Jack, “You should let me paint your nails too! I have a cute green that would suit you” you gushed, causing the large man to chuckle and flush a bit.

Albert tried to pay even a bit of attention to Heisenberg, but the way you were holding Luis’ hand was irking him. It didn’t help that the usually cocky Spaniard was flustered and ready to fold on your command.

”Of course, of course! How could I say no to such a lovely señorita” he stumbled over his words a bit as he tried his best to send you a charming smile. You giggled and nodded, happy to paint anyone’s nails.

”Perfect! I have this really cute dark red color! But it’s not really dark red… it’s kinda like a color like that-“ the rest of the class was spent with you trying your best to describe shades of colors, and absolutely nobody told you to stop in that thirty minutes.

”Bye bye!” You sang to Jack and Luis as they left you and Wesker outside of the math classroom. “What class do we have next?” You asked as you already prepared to hand over your phone. Wesker scowled before even taking your phone, “This one, we don’t have together…”

You pursed your lips and crossed your arms, “Well then what do I have?”

”Ap comp, with me.” The all too familiar voice hummed from behind you. You grinned and practically snatched your phone back before bouncing over to Ada. You waved to Wesker, who had tensed exponentially, before grabbing Ada’s hand and allowing her to lead you.

”So… what is Ap comp?” You asked as Ada led you into classroom. There wasn’t much notable about the room other than a beanbag in the corner, which you immediately claimed for yourself. “It’s just advanced English, I’ll help” she hummed as she sat in the desk closet to the bean bag.

Like your first class, the teacher was in there before class started, waving at students. By his side were two, hulking men (?). He was a short man, rather unfortunate looking and effeminate sounding, but he wasn’t really on your mind.

”Smile, Ada!” You grinned as you held your camera up in front of the two of you. She did as she was told, gripping around your waist as she did. Before you could take the photo and make the same mistake as the previous hour, Irving walked in.

”Ricardo!” You loudly exclaimed, causing a few people to glance in your direction, “Come on, I’m taking a photo!”

Ada’s face soured a bit, but only for the pale man to see. Irving scowled back at her before joining into the picture. As you excitedly captioned the photo, the short teacher cleared his throat and began. You quickly scurried back to your beanbag as he loudly introduced himself, “Welcome children! I am Ramón Salazar! You may refer to ma as Mr Salazar!”

Salazar looked around the room at the class before catching people staring in horror at the two hulking men, “Ah don’t mind our little watchers, they are student teachers, her to learn just like you all…” he giggled as he turned to face the electronic board behind him, presenting the syllabus.

You looked around the classroom as he went over it, sending grins at Ada and Irving whenever they looked your way. You really only stayed with Wesker’s group (and the few stragglers that came with) so you didn’t notice much one anyone. Though one student looked familiar.

He was the dirty blonde boy from your history class that sat at the table just beside the couch. He wore a green shirt and jeans and just twiddled with his pencil. He was quite cute, a but pathetic looking, but cute nonetheless.

Salazar ended his explanation quite quickly, allowing students to once again socialize for the class. Ada bolted out of her seat and sat down on the floor next to your bean bag. “So, do you think you get the course now, baby?” She hummed as she circle her finger on your exposed calf. Like in history, you had gotten comfortable enough to accidentally flash people in front of you.

Not that Ada was complaining, she loved the view.

”Um… well… I forgot to pay attention” you chuckled sheepishly, “I was looking around. Do you know that guy by the way?” You pointed to the stranger very obviously. Ada chuckled and lowered your arm, moving closer in between your open legs, “No. Why?”

You giggled and shrugged, lightly pushing Ada off of you, “He’s just in a few of my classes” you paused, “Well he was in my history… and that’s it actually”

Ada sent you a quirked smile, “I can figure out if you want me to” she promised, trailing her finger up to your thigh and hips. Ada was quite touchy.

Especially when alone, not that you minded.

Your eyes lit up a bit, “You would? Aw thanks, Ada! It’ll be so cool to have new friends!”

That comments irked Ada a bit, but not enough to change her face.

”I’ll ask tomorrow…”

With that class ended, and you grabbed the woman in red’s hand and left. “I wonder what class I have now?” You mused to yourself as you stopped in the hallway, prompting Ada to coax you to the side as to not disrupt the foot traffic.

”We have gym” Ada said, suddenly leaning on your shoulder, “Let’s go change into our uniforms… hmm?” She cooed seductively as she led you away.

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Y/n: English is CRAZY. Oregano is both a spaghetti leaf topping and a form of paper art! 
Wesker: What is this "paper art" you speak of? 
Y/n: That shit where you make cranes and stuff out of folded paper! 
Wesker: ... Y/n.

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This actually will be a slowish burn, I’m excited

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“Are you sure this is the right size?” You asked Ada as you modeled your gym uniform in front if her. It was a basic uniform, red tee-shirt and black shorts, everyone else was wearing there’s just fine. Only issue was that your shorts were small enough to show off your ass.

Ada hummed, just taking a moment to look at you before nodding, “I got it in just your size” she claimed as she led you out of the changing room with her hand on your back. They were kind of uncomfortable, but you had worn short clothes for years, it was nothing new.

”Ok! Thanks Ada!” You grinned at her as you gleefully entered the gym. You loved gym class, not for its designated purpose, but instead to sit and talk to people. Your gym grade was always god awful, but did gym truly matter?

People were lollygagging around the gym, chatting with their friends before class started. You looked around for any acquaintances, only to purse your lips when you didn’t see anyone.

You and Ada walked to the bleachers before plopping down on them. You, like in all of your other classes, whipped out your phone to take a picture. You scooted right up next to Ada, who wrapped her arms around your waist, and took a selfie. The moment you posted it, Ada’s phone went off.

You grinned as she immediately liked your post and favorited it, “So you’re the one who’s been saving them?” Ada immediately chuckled and nodded, “Of course” she purred, gently coaxing your head against her shoulder.

”I wonder it Albert is doing the same!” You said innocently as you looked through your recent posts. Your newest ones, that had yet to reach the “nice” old men, already had two saves. One from Ada and another from… well you didn’t know!

Ada furrowed her brows and gently took your phone to look at the stats. It was a blank account with the user, “Olive”. Upon further inspection, Ada realized that “Olive” had saved almost all of your pictures.

Ads made a small face as she handed you your phone back, “You really need to limit who can see your account, baby” she purred, itching to do it herself. You shrugged absentmindedly and continued to look through your pictures, “But people like my account, see?” You flashed her a picture of you in a bikini with Excella that had multiple comments.

”Gorgeous sweetie, you have child bearing hips 😍…” Ada read aloud slowly with a deadpanned expression. You really had no sense of self preservation, huh?

Despite everything, she held her tongue. She knew that you did adore attention and who was she to tell you to private your account? Especially if these people could only see you. 

See you with her.

Class started soon after that, the bell couldn’t be heard inside the gym, but there was something to alert both you and Ada. Loud stomps echoed in the closed space, drawing attention to the massive man in front of the class. He definitely didn’t look like a gym teacher, but he was the only teacher in the room. He was hulking with a leather trench coat and hat on. On his arms, he had many belts around his biceps.

It was definitely an odd fashion statement, but you respected it.

The giant man pointed to a wheeled in chalk board that read, “Mr X”. The class was quiet for a moment while he allowed everyone to soak it in. He then flipped the chalkboard aggressively, causing it to spin multiple times in a cartoonish fashion before he stopped it. On the back it read, “laps, now”.

You pursed your lips and looked down at your thighs, “What about my lap?” That caused Ada to hum as she gently took your hand and lead you to the track around the gym. She guided you into a slow jog next to her… which you maybe did for ten seconds.

Ada was fit, she went to the gym regularly and had incredible muscles. You however, were not. You didn’t enjoy getting hot and sticky while doing something that wasn’t even fun!

You huffed and walked alongside Ada on the track, much like many other students. There were a few kids that cared about their gym grade and actually jogged. You recognized one, football star, Chris Redfield. He was popular, but Wesker hated him so you never talked to him. He had a girl alongside him who looked pretty similar, so maybe his sister?

Mr X stared down at you walking when you passed him, but made no moment other than that to indicate that he cared. So you continued walking.

”We should go back to the bleachers” you said to Ada as you walked by them again, having done a whopping one lap. Ada was standing behind you, soaking in the sight. She smiled and nodded before wagging a figure to lure you behind the bleachers.

The metal seats were long and had a black covering behind them. The only way anyone could see you was if they went to the back of the gym and stared in.

Ada wasted no time and immediately began running her hands along your body, “You just wear this so well” she cooed, “Only you could make a gym uniform sexy, baby”.

You giggled and leaned against the wall, happily letting her do what she wanted. Ada leaned forward into a sloppy kiss, immediately feeling inside your mouth with her tongue. She wasn’t necessarily exploring it, as she knew it well from many times of kissing you.

Her hands found their way under your uniform and easily slid into your frilly bra. It wasn’t convenient for gym, but you would never sacrifice your tits for an uncomfortable sports bra.

You hummed into her mouth as she circled her fingers on your hardening nipples. "Fuck, I could just eat you up" she said huskily as she detached from your lips.

"Go ahead!" You grinned as she began to trail kisses down from your lips to your neck. She began to take your uniform off when she suddenly paused and looked out of the bleachers.

Standing in the very back of the gym, in the one place someone could see underneath the bleachers, stood a tan man with shaggy hair. He was practically drooling at the sight, his arms hung low and his jaw almost on the floor.

"Do you think he saw us?" You mumbled as Ada stood back up straight. She didn't answer as she glared at the man. She then tugged you into another, rough kiss. You let out a squeak at being pulled, but didn’t fight her familiar action. Ada moaned slightly into your lips before pulling away, “We’ll finish this later” she smiled before walking out with you.

She sent the man a glare that could kill all glares as she wrapped her arm around your waist. He didn’t seem to mind much as he just stared at your retreating figure.

”He was kinda hot” you mumbled, causing Ada to gently dig her nails into your side, “He was unkempt” she corrected curtly.

The rest of class was spent by you sitting on the bleachers with Ada, watching others play games. She was incredibly handsy, keeping a firm glare at the man who seemed to be keeping eye contact with her.

You were a lot less sweaty than everyone else afterward, but you still wasted no time tearing off your uniform. Ada, along with a few other flushed girls, watched as you quickly rummaged in your locker for your clothes, just in your thong and bra. It was your favorite part of the day, well second favorite to going home, but still.

It was lunch time.

Ada chuckled as you grabbed her hand and giddily guided her out of the locker room, “I wonder what’s for lunch today? Maybe it’s that yummy Mac and cheese that they do!” You happily pondered. Ada quirked a brow, but didn’t say anything as she walked with you to the table.

Albert, Excella, and Jack were already there waiting. Everyone but you, Ricardo, and Jack brought their own food, so you quickly swapped Ada’s hand for Jack’s. “Let’s get our food!” You grinned at the muscular man. Krauser flushed very slightly and nodded, not bothering to say anything to anyone else at the table.

Your large companion stayed quiet, as he usually did, as you happily chatted up a storm in line. Like usual, you just told him whatever came to mind as he held both trays, yours and his. The lunch special that day was just pizza, not horrible but not great. You didn’t complain however, as you took your tray from Jack and served yourself.

”Albert says that I should stop getting lunch here” you hummed as you walked back with him, “but I think it tastes fine!” Jack scoffed quietly, muttering something about a “pompous dick”.

You took your usual seat in between Ada and Albert. Excella sat on Albert’s left and Luis sat on Ada’s right. In front of you sat Jack, Ricardo, and William Birkin. William was someone you didn’t hang out with much, but you identified him as a friend.

”Hi William!” You said after gulping down a bite, much to Ada’s amusement. The awkward man smiled and waved, tensing a bit under Albert’s stern glare.

William also wasn't often invited to the Wesker household. He often spent his time with his girlfriend Annette, who practically had him on a leash at all times.

You took your photo at lunch, taking an awkward position to get as many people in it as you could. You clamored onto Albert’s lap, causing him to let out a strained grunt, and positioned yourself as best as you could. Ada was practically drooling with how close your ass was to her, Luis was trying to lean over the table to send the camera a wink. Krauser was almost in his face also trying to get in the photo. Excella retaliated against your position by scooting herself to be touching thighs with Albert and Ricardo only kind of moved with William.

The end product was a photo of flushed people and Ricardo and William being mostly out of the photo. It was incredibly charming.

”Oh this is so cute!” You squealed as you left Albert’s lap with the same speed that you had entered it, causing another grunt. Luis chuckled as Albert scooted away from Excella and fixed his shirt in exasperation. Ada hummed and leaned right against you, “Let’s see it, hmm?”

You tagged everyone in the photo before flashing it to them, “This one is being saved!” You grinned as you saved to a special folder in your camera roll to be printed out later.

Lunch after that was incredibly satisfying. You happily chatted with your many friends, your excitement over simply speaking causing your voice to rise heavily. You often did that, so nobody commented on it, in fact many found it charming.

Unfortunately for you, time flies when you’re having fun, so lunch seemed tragically short. You waved everyone goodbye before Albert lead you out of the lunch room by your back, walking the same way as Jack.

”We have anatomy together” he hummed as you sped up to reach Jack, causing Albert to reluctantly quicken his strides. “Oh cool! Another class together!” You grinned as you blindly followed the men into the room. The classroom was big and bright. It was decorated quite plainly but the paleness of whiteboards stood out due to the lack of any other color.

The desks were organized in a regular fashion. Tables were made up of two, large wooden desks scooted together. You immediately claimed your seat in the back, a middle seat in between two others, facing the front of the class. Jack and Albert couldn’t complain as they both sat on either side of you.

”So, what is anatomy? And is it a hard class?” You pursed your lips as you quickly snapped your photo for the class and looked between the two blondes. Krauser opened his mouth for a second before closing it, your stupidity always managed to catch him off guard even after all these years.

”The study of the body” Wesker answered plainly, “And as long as I am here, the class won’t be hard”. His reassurance caused you to brighten up. That brightness only stayed for a moment, however. You turned to Jack to gush about an easy A, and that was all time it took for Albert’s mood to sour.

In walked Chris Redfield and Jill Valentine, two old “friends” of Albert’s. You never learned why he despised them so much, but you always accepted the answer “they’re fools, don’t go near them.”

Chris’ eyes trained on Albert, causing him to glare as he walked all the way across the classroom, prompting Jill to make a similar face.

”They don’t look happy” you mindlessly commented as Albert clenched his fist and sneered. Fortunately, that was all that came if the interaction. Not too long after that, the door dramatically opened, revealing a tall woman.

People tensed at her presence as she walked in, her heels making a menacing click on the ground. She was stunning. Her black hair was perfectly straightened, cascading down her back to melt into her equally as dark dress. Her makeup was flawless, clearly done by a meticulous hand. 

She placed her hand on her desk before cleaning her throat, “You will refer to me as either Lydia or Miss Lydia, nothing else” her introduction was sharp and curt, “I will not view you as family, and I don’t expect you to like me. What I do expect however, is respect.”

You one again pursed your lips as you looked at the woman and then your two friends. Jack looked a bit disgruntled as Albert looked entirely pissed at the woman’s presence.

”Today and Tomorrow will be spent going over the syllabus and expectations of the course, after that, I expect you to be ready to learn.” She claimed in complete seriousness before standing behind her desk and opening her computer. On the electronic board, she pulled up the syllabus.

You couldn’t bother to pay attention, so you instead played chopsticks with Krauser. Neither of you fully knew how to play, but it was quieter than a clapping game, which you had initially suggested. It was a funny sight, the large brute of a man playing chopsticks with you, but really he was up for most things you wanted to do.

Lydia ended her lecture after about half an hour with a stern, “That is all you need to know. Remember it.” And then she promptly shut her computer and began touching up her makeup again.

”She’s real pretty” was the first thing you said after the long lecture. Your positive attitude caused a sarcastic chuckle out of Jack and a sigh out of Albert, “That is… one way to describe her” he spoke through his teeth. “She’s a bitch, almost didn’t take the class when I saw she taught it” Krauser chuckled.

You let out a small “aw” as Jack once again beat you, both at your loss and the realization that you were stuck with her for a full semester. 

The rest of class was spent playing chopsticks with Jack and fruitlessly trying to get Albert to join. You did win a lot more after Albert began watching, however, so that was nice.

After class, you walked into the hallway with the men, before immediately being whisked away by Luis. “It is my turn now, princesa” his deeply flushed face shattered any sense of nonchalance that he tried to have. Wesker scowled and placed a threatening hand on Luis’ shoulder to stop him from moving, “I will see you in economics, Y/n” he said roughly before practically shoving Luis out of his grasp.

Luis let out a bit of a huff but didn’t comment on it as he walked with you. “What’s our next class?” You chirped as you happily walked with him. Luis had his arm wrapped around your waist as he lead you, “Ap Spanish” he saw the pout on your lips and continued, “But, do not worry, you’ve got me to help you” he claimed smoothly.

“Woah! Are you good at Spanish or something?” You giggled as you turned into the classroom. Luis chuckled sheepishly for a moment before nodding, “Sí… I am good at it”

The teacher was already waiting at the front of the class, standing quite menacingly. He was an older man with a bald head and ashy skin. The name “Saddler” was written on the board in big bold letters.

When looking for a place to sit, you noticed the cute, dirty blonde boy from your previous classes. You immediately left Luis’ grip and bounced over to him, “Hi! I’m Y/n!” You announced happily, immediately catching him off guard. He paused for a second before slowly replying, “I’m Ethan”

Luis scurried right back over to you, watching as you sat down by this random man, “New friend, eh?” Even he cringed at how his jealous his tone got.

You smiled at Ethan, “Hopefully! You’re in like… a lot of my classes”

Three, he was in three of your classes.

Ethan’s already strained smile fell a bit as Luis sat right next to you. The intrusion of the two of you shattered his hope for a quiet class. 

That only worsened when a new voice joined the commotion.

”Oh, Luis!” A voice called out. When you looked behind you, you saw a muscular blonde man. Luis perked up a bit and waved, “Ah, Sancho! Come, come” he ushered “Sancho” over to the table with you and Ethan, causing Ethan to straight up frown.

You grinned at the new addition, “Hi Sancho!” You waved as he sat himself right next to Ethan. The blonde had a bit of an amused expression as he gave you a once over, “Name’s Leon, and you must be the girl of my dreams” his deep voice said smoothly.

You giggled at the praise as Ethan buried his head in his hands, “No… I’m Y/n” you stated, causing Leon to smirk. That smirk only widened when you straddled Luis for a picture with him, with the Spaniard not so subtly staring down at your tits.

Class started with Saddler clearing his throat and then introducing himself in complete Spanish. You paused as your eyes bugged out. You whipped your head over to Luis almost immediately, your expression clearly begging for help.

”He said his name is professor Saddler and he is going to be our teacher this year” Luis held back laughter as he translated the incredibly easy sentence for you. Ethan looked up from his hands with a confused expression on his face.

As Saddler continued to introduce himself and class, Luis continued to translate for you. The more simple sentences that he translated for you, the less hope Ethan had for the course.

Yet another AP class that Ethan lost all hope for thanks to you!

Leon, on the other hand, only got more and more intrigued with every mind numbing question you asked.

There was definitely one thing for sure, you were a fucking idiot.

Ap Spanish was just as bland as every other class. The only difference from your other classes was that you were getting unfortunately worried the more and more Spanish that was spoken at you, even if Luis was translating it. By the end of class, you were practically sprinting out of the door with Luis in hand.

You were immediately met with a face full of boobs. Excella let out a yelp as you crashed into her and Albert in your rush to leave, “Sorry Excella! Sorry! Sorry!” You huffed as you dramatically gripped onto her. She looked genuinely appalled as you dramatically flopped against Albert.

”That class is gonna be too TOO hard!” You loudly whined into Albert, who only smirked in amusement. “Perhaps I can get you transferred to my class, I can’t imagine Sera is much help” he sent a harsh look at the awkwardly standing Spaniard.

You sighed as you began to walk with Excella and Albert, “I dunno… Luis said he was good at Spanish…” you sighed, prompting a scoff from Albert and sigh from Excella.

”Perhaps it is for the best, Albert…you wouldn’t want a bad grade, hmm?” Excella purred as she ran her finger down his arm. Albert instinctively pushed her away as you gripped his other arm. The two of you successfully trapped Albert.

You really had no idea where you were going, but you had just kind of accepted that your friends would lead you to where you had to get to.

Your last class of the day was an economics class. The class was situated in a very similar fashion to Lydia’s anatomy class, only this class had many more dark accents, evening the shades.

You took your seat next to Albert, who sat in between you and Excella. Ethan came in not too long after that. He paused the moment he walked in and his eyes accidentally met yours. Before he could turn away you happily yelled after him, “Ethan! We have one more seat over here!”

Wesker turned to the other blonde dramatically slowly while Excella quirked a brow. Ethan looked around the room for anywhere else to sit next to. Unfortunately for him, he didn’t get the chance to run to an open spot, “You heard her, the seat is open” the voice of an older woman stated sternly.

Behind Ethan stood a massive woman in a white dress. She was an older woman with very pale skin and black hair tied in a bun. Her dark red lipstick popped out on her incredibly pale face. 

Ethan froze before sulking his way over to your table.

The teacher walked to the a whiteboard, creating a clicking sound with her heels similar to Lydia, and wrote her name, “Dimitrescu”.

”Dim… Dimea… Dimmi-tresk-ooo?” You pronounced slowly, prompting a look from the Italian woman next to you.

”I am Miss Dimitrescu, your economics teacher for this year” she announced loudly, more likely than not having heard your butchered pronunciation of her name, “This class will not be easy, but hard work is always rewarded” she hummed, causing your face to fall.

You really didn’t like how many hard classes you had!

”Here is a bit about me” she said, beginning to go through the usual teacher introduction, “My mother is the principal” she wrote down “Principal Miranda”, “My brother is one of the math teachers”, she wrote down, “Mr Heisenberg”, “And I have two other siblings Donna and Moreau” she wrote down their names as well. “Also my daughters come to this school as juniors and a softmore” She then wrote down, “Cassandra”, “Bela”, and “Daniela”.

Miss Dimitrescu then went over the syllabus quickly and efficiently, highlighting every unit with ease in a comprehensive manner. You even found yourself understanding a bit of what she was saying whenever you looked up from your phone. That made you quite proud of yourself.

“Class will officially begin tomorrow” She hummed, “For now, get comfortable, as most days will be busy.” With that, Miss Dimitrescu sat down in her massive chair.

Seeing as you were then free, you whipped out your phone once again, “Last class, last photo!” You grinned as you held out your phone. “Ethan, you wanna be in the photo?” You chirped sweetly, prompting Albert to shake his head, “Just go ahead and take the picture” he hummed, not even allowing Ethan a chance to speak. You shrugged and took your picture, captioning it, “Last class of today!!! 💕💕💕💋💋💋🌺🌺🌺”

And with that, your first day as a senior officially came to a close. You practically bolted out of class to go stand by the exit of the school. You would walk with Wesker but Excella liked to take her time walking with him.

You also would stand by his car, but you could never remember where he parked!

By the time Albert reached you, he had shaken off Excella, leaving just you and him. “Let’s go” he coaxed you outside, taking the familiar trek to his car while you held his arm. “What about Ada and Excella?” You asked, remembering that they had Albert drive them to school.

”They can take the bus.”

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Irving: What did you guys get in your yearbook? 
Y/n: 'Prettiest Smile' 
Ada: 'Nicest Personality' 
Krauser: 'Most likely to start a bar fight' 
Wesker: 'Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one'

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Sorry is the last couple classes were kinda boring, I’m real tired lol