ADOPTED || ᵀᵖⁿ [DISCONTINUED]

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❝ʙʀɪɴɢ ʙᴏʀᴇᴅ ɪs ʙᴏʀɪɴɢ❞

The next day ran by quickly like sonic the hedgehog, The sun took its time to gaze on the empty forest outside the grace field house its bright rays shone inside the chained-like window in the infirmary where a familiar [h/c]-nette sat on the bed.

The square-shaped wooden drawer stood out from all of the other equipment in the infirmary, the small drawer was located next to the bed the female sat on, there laid her most favored stiched trench coat folded neatly into a square, next to it was a clear and small plastic cup that contained the familiar pills people has to take to heal themselves from their so-called fever.

Much to the trios dismay, Y/n was yet to recover from her unplanned sickness, though, as much as I want to see Y/n suffer from a fever, and most likely write the things she does in the infirmary in every chapter, she is the protagonist in this story that we love to hurt so much to the point I forgot the main plot of this book, but forget I said that.

'Hello everyone! Rokuna Y/n here, as you can see I am resting in this comfy bed while Emma, Norman, and Ray work on the plan of escaping! Yehey~' Y/n simply Narrated in her mind, seemingly calling herself 'useless'

("Rokuna" is a Japanese name that can be translated to "useless or worthless " in English)

"If there's a place you got to go~ I'm the one you need to know~ I'm the map!" The unfamiliar croak and hoarse voice rang across the room, while the loud thumps of the children's feet and the creaking of the wood fell into the rhythm of the song Y/n sang.

"I'm the map! I'm on the map! I'm the m- ARGH-! WHO ARE YOU-" The female's voice cracked as she stared at the overly protected suit the unfamiliar kid wore in front of her, seemingly here to deliver her breakfast.