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ahh i’m so late to reading this nemmie!! apologies!! :(

but omg, this au is amazing!! your mind!! >> academic!rival! rafe is sooooo annoying but he wants reader sooo bad 🫣

fake you out // academic loser!rafe x academic weapon!reader

summary ; dark academia au where you are at the top of the school, always getting the best grades and being in the good graces of your teachers, which leads you to gain privileges and power over the academy. and on your opposite side, there is rafe cameron. certified boring loser and pathetic asshole, who is fed up with this stupid system, and always feels the need to make you work harder.

warnings : no kooks/pogues. toxic unbalanced school system. hierarchy. threat. academic pressure/failure. suggestive content but no smut. dark academia aesthetic and classic rules/education. teacher's pet nickname. mentions and threatening of murders. intimidation. slight mention of stalking. be aware of the warnings before reading.

author's note : i will add later, im too lazy.

“ God, you're such a loser, Rafe. ” You muttered under your breath, as you gave him his exam results. “ I would sincerely love to praise you but it's not like you can do anything better. ”

“ F ? You underestimate me ” He replied with a noisy chuckle. “ I can do far worse. ”

“ You like being the last student ? ”

“ I'm fine with your smart ass being above me. ”

The Kildare Academy has always been a prestigious school, well known for having the best students over the island. They had strict rules, and favored a classical and elitist education system, a return to the old one to make this generation full of young prodigies. And you were one of the brightest students in the academy, outshining your classmates and earning a position above the rest. You proudly held the title of leader.

In this establishment, the leaders are considered the dominant ones, those who govern, this means your classmates had no choice but to follow the rules of the ‘ regime ‘ - a system enforced by you and the other two leaders.

As the status indicates, you were one of those who embodied the law, and who enforced it.

These privileges reinforced the school’s strict hierarchy, fostering both inequality and resentment.

You wore the academy uniform, a perfectly ironed white shirt with a pleated skirt that was maybe even a little too short. But you were the mistress of the rules, the head of this unfair system so no one dared to reproach you, not even the teachers who always ensured the good behavior of each of the students.

If you were among the best, it was because you worked hard. It wasn't desire that pushed you to study so much, to stay so late in the library with those endless and quiet shelves of books in the dark silence of the room and the almost discreet murmurs of your classmates, but pressure and fear. You had no right to make mistakes, no dare to be a failure . You were your parents' trophy, the child forced to shine and be perfect to be loved. Without your academic results, you felt like you were worthless to your parents, so it was for this reason, this ridiculous justification that you fought as much as the others, that you refused any level of competition by being the biggest and the best.

It was surely one of the main reasons why you hated RAFE CAMERON so much. You didn't even understand how teachers could be so kind with him when he didn't do anything in class except being an asshole or a troublemaker. He didn't care about being tagged as an academic loser, never beating the lazy ass allegations. always sleeping, making a mess or missing classes. certified cheater, not an A+ mindset, always getting the worst grades, collecting F- like rewards.

He mocked classes but especially he took down every one of your rules. you were everything he hated with your perfect grades, your impeccable know-how and your exemplary behavior. you looked so fake with your smile, and your superior girl ways.

Also, you were his favorite classmate to bully. because you were such an easy target with your exemplary attitude, perfect manners, but also your good girl behavior, always laying your hand up to answer the teacher, asking for homeworks and some insane bullshit.

“ Think you're gonna have a treat for being such a good pet ? ” he mocked you with a soft tone. he was sitting behind you, so his voice just brushed your ears.

“ Think you can be quiet for a damn minute or should i buy you a sweet muzzle to get your mouth shut ? "

He loved calling you a good girl for this sweet puppy attitude of yours, but his favorite nickname for you was teacher’s pet because you've always been so eager to please your professors. But it was always full of annoying sarcasm and dark humor. He especially made fun of your attraction to perfection and discipline.

“Keep staring at me like that and you're gonna be late for school, teacher's pet. ” He commented while you were on your way to classes.

“ Don't take your dreams for reality. I'd rather have my eyes gouged out than have to look at you. ”

"I already have a nice knife in my pocket. How about we make this happen right now since it is your dear fantasy ?”

"Get out of my way, Rafe."

He had smiled at your annoyance, knowing full well that he was blocking your path. He had cut you off with an amused laugh.

"Asked like that? I think you're going to have to be nicer than that if you want to get anything from me. Where are your manners, teacher's pet? "

You had swatted away his hand that had come to grip your chin, putting some distance between the two of you.

"There's nothing you can teach me, Rafe. You know damn well I'm better than you."

"Daddy issues so hard that you're so eager to be called a good girl by some stupid teachers? Tsk, pathetic."

"Mommy issues are so hard that you're so eager to do anything to have my precious attention. Fine, I got it. You had it. Now, can I go to class?”

“ Should fix that skirt before. Isn't it a little too short for a girl whose acting is so prudish and decent ? ” he suggested before clicking his tongue on the tip of his lower lip.

“Aren’t your cheeks too pale, Cameron? Want me to make it blush a little ? ”

“ For someone who hates me, you're very eager to touch me. How do they call it already ? ” His head leaned toward you, before answering his own question with a proud face. “ Opposites attract. But you already know it, smarty pants. That big brain of yours knows everything. ”

And you hated those stupid jokes, but especially that nonchalance. He always had his hands in the pockets of his tweed pants, and his tie completely loosened if not untied. And he didn’t even bother to button the pants of his shirt.

“ Don’t keep yourself frustrated with that look, sweetheart. You're allowed to touch me. ”

You had looked up to catch the arrogant smile on his face. It was fake and indifferent. He was playing with you as he knew so well how to do, knowing perfectly well how much he was getting on your nerves. His blue eyes were shining with a bright flame like a spark crossing his pupils .

“Why can’t you be a good student like everyone else and follow the rules?”

He laughed noisily, stepping more firmly toward you, forcing you to step back until your body had hit the wall behind you. You swore as your books fell to the ground, and when you wanted to pick them up, he had crushed his foot on your pile of books.

“That’s not a good student you want, miss teacher’s pet.”

You were about to answer but he had cut you off. “You want me to be a good dog, to be able to stay on a leash and do what you want with me. But you see... obeying others, barking when asked, nodding... that’s more of a pathetic thing for a sweet pet like you.”

Ouch, that kinda hurts. Your eyebrows had furrowed but you knew that somewhere, he was right. You may have been one of the leaders, but you were the teachers' pet for a reason. You never stood up to them. It was easier for you to pick on your classmates.

"Now." He had started sharply. "Kneel those pretty legs."

"I'm not gonna play your sick games."

"I mean, kneel to take your books back." He mocked you. "What were you thinking?"

"You're so infuriating."

"I know. That's why you're gonna have to work harder if you want me to follow your rules. ”

On another day, when you got up earlier than the others to take your shower because you wanted to be sure to be quiet since everyone was asleep, you headed to the showers reserved for girls. Since there was no one in the hallways, you could afford to walk around in your underwear, plus access was reserved for women so no boys around.

Well... that's what you thought before seeing Rafe and a few other friends' faces in front of the shower door.

When he saw you, he turned his chair back, while sitting down, his legs stretched out on each side in your direction, his arms resting on the edge of the chair. His smirk was too bright, too fake and calculated.

"You're not allowed to be here, Rafe. " You warned in a cold and threatening tone. “ And you know it. ”

“ Do you hear that guys? Teacher's pet told us we couldn't be here...”

“ I just want to shower, Rafe. Don't start a fight. ”

“ And yesterday, I just wanted to go to class but you stopped me because according to you, my uniform was badly worn so that gave you the right to refuse me in class. Some kind of your favorite bullshit, isn't it ? ”

“ Oh, so you want revenge just because you're angry? You know that makes you an even more pathetic person to me ! If you wanted to scare me or impress me, you failed. ”

“You may be a leader with the teachers but here, there is no one, which means that I can do absolutely anything I want to you... And by absolutely anything I want, I can do terrible things...” He had stood up to walk towards you.

There was nothing reassuring in his walk. His shadow was imposing in the darkness as much as his huge size. You were in a totally weak position and you swallowed hard.

“And you know, I'm not really the kind of guy who is good at doing ‘kind things' but believe me... when it comes to doing terrible things, I am much better than you.”

“Are you thinking of something in particular, Rafe?” A black man had answered in the back of the room.

“I can have you fired if you come near me.”

He chuckled before running a hand around his mouth. “You’re unbelievable. Do you really think you’re that untouchable, y/n? Do you know who I am, what family I come from? If there’s anyone untouchable here, it’s me and only me. I could kill you right now.”

You laughed, glaring at him before approaching the tall guy while using the same alarming tone. “You think I’m afraid of you, Rafe cameron? Do you really think you can kill someone? Then, do it. Show me. Don't make me wait with such useless suspens. ”

“Oh sweetheart, this isn’t fun if you want to be prey.” He cut you off with a mischievous look.

“You’re sick.”

“Shut your damn mouth. Don't forget what you're pathetically standing for right here in front of us. I think you're going to have to be a lot nicer, and especially cooperative with us if you want to come by."

"How could you have known that I was going to take my shower right away?"

"I'm disappointed. You're so busy that you don't even notice how much I'm watching you. It's crazy all the things I know about you by looking at you so closely. Starting with the things you like....like that black coffee from the coffee shop, that book that you mark with post-its of all your favorite passages, that boy that you spend your time looking at but who doesn't see you...or we can talk about the things you like to do...in your room...for a girl who claims to be clean, you're dirty, teacher's pet..."

Your jaw was tense. He was going too far. Constantly.

"You're going too far."

He shushed you quickly. “Too far? Come on, I haven't even started yet.”

“I'll report you.”

“Here's the thing, teacher's pet. You should have paid more attention to what I was saying, I've been watching you. Not for a week, but since you were elected leader. So, you can report me but I also have things against you including one thing that wouldn't be good for your reputation. It's about a test..."

And you knew what he was talking about. And you hated the fact that you knew what he was talking about. You caught on quickly and your lips started to tremble, your heart beat to a rapid pulsation, and your skin quivered slightly. It was exactly the same fear you felt when you had to tell your parents about a bad grade. It was nerve-wracking and unsettling.

“Now, I'm gonna smoke. Just a little. And you're gonna watch it and shut your mouth.”

“You're not gonna make her smoke?” Said one of his boys.

“No, I want her to be an accomplice to a school infraction…”

“ You think it's a punishment ? I'm just watching you getting closer to death. ”

But you weren't really there anymore. All you could think about was what Rafe had just told you. You didn't feel good.

You had your eyes glued to him. He had the cigarette in his mouth. He had just lit it, the smoke coming out of his face, blowing quietly around his mouth.

His blue gaze was also on you. He knew that he had beaten you at your own game and that now you wouldn't dare say anything.

You were convinced that what you had done was your secret but it was also his.

It was pure humiliation. And even if you had been able to take a shower at the end, you were unable to stay calm. It was a gratuitous provocation. In the end, all he knew how to do well in this academy.

He was strangely quiet, taking an annoying time to finish his cigarette, knowing that it would obviously get on your nerves.

Frustrated, you had decided to do something you never usually did. Research a student. Rafe. You needed evidence against him, a means of intimidation to turn the situation around. You had to stop him before his little rebellion went too far, and your status faltered. There had to be something to find on someone like him. He was not a nice guy.

After the courses, you had passed the ivy-covered stone walls into the dark corridors of the academy. You had gone to the library that you knew by heart before disappearing into the school archives. All Kildare cases within this establishment were filed inside.

There were a lot. Harassment, theft, violence and fighting, but what had struck you most was the word disappearance. The disappearance of a student.

It was curious. Because no one had ever talked about that here.

You had closed the book with a sharp snap. Just out of curiosity, you had gone to ask the students around you.

“Hey, do you know anything about this girl who disappeared?” you had asked a student.

She had barely looked at you. You didn’t know if she was avoiding you or the question. You had also asked a group of people but once again, no one had answered you. Okay, you could understand that the subject was taboo but from there to not looking you in the eye, leaving and even disappearing, it was clearly exaggerated.

And the last person you wanted to see or question about it had come towards you as you were heading towards class.

"You're not going to ask me what I know? I could help you with your little investigation."

"Oh yes, I'm sure you know something."

He had frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Oh I don't know, you really have the perfect profile of someone who could make a body disappear and act in the most normal way even with blood on your hands. But even if you were the culprit, you wouldn't tell me. It would be too easy."

"What makes you think it would please me to make a poor girl's body disappear?"

"Innocent." You had corrected dryly. "That's good to point out. You have the profile of a guy capable of making the body of an innocent girl disappear."

"What makes you say that, teacher's pet?" He laughed. But that was also hugely fake. "The fact that I threatened you earlier? Let's be serious."

"No, Rafe, it's not your threats."

"So what is it? Just because I'm not the good dog you want me to be?"

You had laughed sarcastically. "Oh but think again, Rafe. You are one of my dogs. I just need to train you properly, and soon you'll be barking my name every time you see me.”

Finally, you had a bit of an answer for him, and he liked it. “Red.”

“Red?” You repeated, puzzled as you looked at him with wide eyes.

“For the color of the leash. But also for your safeword. you know, I tend to bite really hard, teacher’s pet.”

He was so annoying. Even more so when he played along with you. You rolled your eyes. He stared at your lips for a bit, the ice fierce of his blue gaze trailing down the curve of your mouth.

“ Stop staring. ” You warned.

“ So should i kiss ? ”

“ Try it and you're gonna have a free ticket for the infirmary for the rest of the week. ”

The thrilling sound of the academy bell rang to signal that classes were about to start again.

“Your uniform.” You commented. “Put it on properly if you want to go to class. At least tie it.”

“Do it if you care that much about my presence in class.” He scoffed.

“I’ll rather strangle you with that tie.”

“Sounds more like a kink than a threat. You really want to kill me, don’t you?”

“About that...”

You approached cautiously, lifting yourself up on the tips of your loafers until you could feel his breath on your neck, before making his tie. You were so close that Rafe wanted to tear his hands off because the temptation to wrap them around your waist was growing harder. Instead, he’d let your fingers slide around his tie, your mouth so close to his that every breath you took was a caress on his. He hung on your lips, waiting for a word to come, rather than a tempting breath. It was hard.

Hard to play your game when you were too close.

“I’m sure it’s your fault. People avoid me when I talk about that girl, so someone’s pressuring them not to say anything. And you’ve always made sure to tell me how untouchable you are, Rafe Cameron.”

You finished tying the knot, moving on to the buttons of his shirt, knowing full well the effects of this proximity on him. That was why you took your time, so he could feel every touch of your fingers on his body.

"But untouchable doesn't mean unbeatable. It means you can fall, and believe me, not only would I witness your fall, I would have participated in it. You're not a king child, Rafe Cameron. And you and I both know it."

He swallowed hard, very hard.

He grabbed your hand, stopping you from doing the last button.

"Enough."

"What?" "

He leaned in, his lips so close to your ear that you could feel the quiver of his breath against your earlobe. Now that he was in a position of strength against your small size, he was no longer destabilized. “Be careful because I already have an advantage over you.”

“You don’t scare me.”

“I can see you shaking.”

“That’s because you’re too close to me.”

“It’s the perfect proximity to make you the next body to disappear, teacher's pet.”

You never swallowed so hard in your life after his sentence.

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