Murder mystery (reader as protag)

1. Less than ideal situation

Waking up every morning is usually tiring. Especially when you have to wake up early.

That "let me rest my eyes one last time before waking up" mentality leads you to sleep another half an hour. Annoying, huh?

That is me, and most people, probably.

So of course, when someone was shaking me to wake up, I only managed to mumble out

"2 more minutes..."

...

Wait. I live alone.

I immediately wake up to a blonde, very pale man trying to wake me up.

He wore his hair in a ponytail and had red eyes. His outfit was just a red T-shirt with a black jacket and pants.

"Oh alright you're awake!!"

I sit up, very confused.

"What...the fuck...?" I asked in confusion.

The person shrugs.

"No idea. I was hanging out with my friend...and I don't remember the rest. Right!! That's my friend!!"

He points at a girl who had black hair covering one eye.

She was just slightly less pale than him, and her eye was a very light blue.

She looks at me, but doesn't even bother to wave or anything, she just looks at her nails right after. Rude.

"Ah right, if we're in this situation together, I think it's best for me to give my name."

He chuckles.

"Name's Zack. My friend over there is Carly!! She's super nice, you just gotta get to know her." He scratches the back of his head.

Super nice, huh? Alright. Benefit of the doubt.

Zack continues talking.

"What about you? What's your name? Oh- Only if you want to say of course!! I'm not forcing you or anything!!"

I chuckle slightly.

"Name's (Y/N)."

"Well, it's nice to meet you, (Y/N)!!"

He stops talking for a moment.

"Hm... Do you think there's more people here...?" He asks, tilting his head.

I shrug.

"How're you gonna know if you haven't searched, dumbass?" Carly asks.

Benefit. Of. The. Doubt.

He chuckles nervously.

"Right."

He offers a hand to help me up, offer which I accept.

"Let's go!!" He says, he kept a smile on his face. It looked a little forced, though. He didn't seem calm at all.

He starts walking to another room, and I follow. Carly follows as well, walking slightly faster, and bumps into me. She gives me an annoyed look, doesn't apologize, and keeps walking.

Nice, huh?

In the next room, laid another man with a ponytail. This one had light brown hair, and very fancy clothing.

It seemed like our steps woke him up.

"Hm?" He sits up.

He now opens his eyes.

They were a bright yellow. Pretty!!

He stands up, somehow his hair was flawless.

He looks at us with slight confusion.

"Why am I here, exactly?" He asks.

"Hell if I know." I respond, shrugging.

"Great." He mutters.

He then looks around, immediately running up to a guy with black and pink hair laying on the ground. He was very muscular and wore a white tank top.

The man helps this guy up.

"... Who are these people...?" The muscular man asks.

"Right. What are your names?"
The elegantly-dressed man questions.

"My name is (Y/N) . That's Zack."

Zack waves.

"... And... That's Carly."

She gives them the middle finger.

"Alright. My name is Alair." The yellow eyed man says.

"My friend over there is Nathan."

The muscular man nods.

Alair then looks at Carly.

"Your friend over there should learn some manners."

Carly rolls her eyes.

"No one asked. Assface." She responds.

Nathan steps up.

"The only reason I'm not punching you right now is because you look like a middle schooler..."

Carly gasps. Eyes open in surprise.

"I'll have you know I am 17 years old, fucko!!" She points at him, with a hand on her hip.

"Act like it then." Nathan tells Carly, which apparently shuts her up.

Drama is cool in movies and shows...Not in random places that I don't know how I got to.

Alair puts a hand on Nathan's shoulder, trying to calm him down.

"We should split up into groups. That way we can cover more terrain without being completely alone."

I nod.

"I'm gonna go with Carly!! Because we're best friends, right?" Zack questions, before looking towards Carly.

She smiles awkwardly.

"Yeah. Sure."

That doesn't seem like a best friend to me...

"So. (Y/N), was it? Who are you going with?"

Alair asks.

I think for a moment.

I don't want to deal with Carly, but at the same time I do want to keep an eye on her, since  she doesn't really seem to enjoy her "best friend" 's company.

"I'll go with Zack and Carly."