This story features a Gender-Neutral Y/N
Leaving behind the friends and life that they had finally found, Y/N then found themselves in the wild, alone and afraid. Scared to even interact with other humans as all experiences since Y/N's exile had bee...
I was inside the headquarters of the local... law enforcers? They call themselves the Knights of Favonius, and they seem well enough respected by the general populace.
... Well, except for this Eula character, a lot of people seemed to give her cold stares on the way over here. At first I thought it was the civilians being wary of a hooded stranger being escorted with their hands bound through the city, but it seemed as if they didn't even care about me when compared to the cold knight that was escorting me and whom was garnering all of the negative attention for some reason...?
The very same Eula who currently had what looked to be a firm grip on my shoulder. I say that because, whilst it looks like a firm and imprisoning grip, it really doesn't feel like it. As if she was only pretending to be rough with me... it seemed to be convincing enough though, because it seemed that Amber, the girl who got me into this whole mess in the first time was a little perturbed by it.
Amber: "Do you have to be so rough, Eula? It's not like they're struggling..."
Eula: "Come on, the Acting Grand Master's room is in here."
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Eula then pushed me from behind and walked me over to the first door on the left from the entrance that we had just entered from. She then picked up one of her hands and knocked in a way that was quite a lot more formal than I would have expected from a city that is based around freedom.
*knock knock*
???: "Just a moment, please."
After hearing the feminine voice inside the room ask for more time, I decided to use the chance to try and lift my hand up so as to grab at my hood and pull it further, in an attempt to conceal my face further than it already was. But Eula seemed to notice my intent and grabbed my hand before I could raise it even slightly high enough and she then gently pushed it back down to my side... and then pulled my hood down, uncovering my entire head to all those around me.
Eula: "It would be most suspicious to present yourself with your face hidden, do you not agree? Y/N?"
Y/N: "Y/N... th-that's not my real name."
Amber: "It isn't?!"
Y/N: "No. It's... uhm... Baizh—...o?"
Eula: "Hmm... Baizho huh... Is that so? Truly?"
Y/N: "y-Yes..."
Amber: "Huh, I don't understand... Why did you give us a fake name Baizho?"
Y/N: "I... I don't want to be recognised. I just want... I want to live the rest of my miserable years without being some— some social pariah!"
