WARNING; MENTIONS OF HIGHLY SENSITIVE TOPICS!!!
Edit: oh hell yall, there's some seriously fucked up shit in this chapter oh my gawd. fr the warning lowkey feel like an underestimate (for p2 as well)
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" I like this one the best." Osamu pointed to the furthest picture of Y/n on the left. Of the many scattered photos on the ground, this one, in particular, was of her mixing in her kitchen.
" I thought you would, it's from Thursday night." His brother responded. " My favorite's this one."
He held up the picture of her smiling by a fountain, obviously deep in thought. For such an observant lady, she sure was oblivious to the twins' tactics.
Or perhaps they were just very good at what they did.
" Really? I thought you would like the one over there. It was, like, two days ago I think when she was trying to play volleyball."
The blonde instantly turned his head excited toward his brother when he heard that, a hard smile on his face. " She was trying to learn? Just for me?"
They both had this unstable look in their gorgeous eyes. Their pupils were dilated and flat while their grins were crooked yet convincing. This was a scene of pure insanity.
" Yeah. Just for you!"
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She opened her eyes, already dreading the day. And perhaps the rest of her teenage life in this house if it continued.
She put on the long sleeve dress shirt of her winter uniform, her skirt, and her long tights from her summer uniform, and exited the door. It was a hot day, and if not for It, she wouldn't have to be covered from head to toe, nearly dying of heatstroke.
She couldn't even tell you when It started...it just did. Quite literally, one day her father came home and strutted to her room immediately, undoing his belt and lashing her with it. It truly sprung out of nowhere.
After that, he would come home from work and do the exact same thing. Sometimes with a variation of weapons. From pots to pans, to vases, to anything in sight. Including an entire chair at one point.
She walked to the air-conditioned school and let out a sigh, making brief eye contact with the infamous twins of the school, Osamu and Atsumu Miya.
Yes, they were very attractive, but you never wasted your time on them. All you were focused on was getting away from your father as soon as possible.
And besides, they're so popular you would never even stand a chance against all the other, less mentally unstable girls there.
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" She looked at us today, Samu." Atsumu reminisced happily during lunch hour. They were seated alone together by the window of their classroom.
" I saw. I want to go see her again but her biology class is taking a final right now."
The blonde took a bite of his rice. " I know, me too. But she gets home at four fifteen if she doesn't miss her train, so we could see her again then."
His usually stone face lit up for a mere second before turning grumpy. " We can't. I forgot to charge the camera last night."
" What?! How could you forget, ya dumbass?!" His voice raised.
" I'm not the dumbass here! When I said we should've gotten a better battery, yer garbage mouth said nO, lEt's gEt tHIs oNe. It'S CheEApEr."
Before he could say another word, Atsumu was already on top of his twin pulling his hair.
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