𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 | 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧

𝐒𝐈𝐗 .

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐱
𝙎𝙪𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙩𝙨 . . .

The room was filled with clinks and clanks as the children played with the toys in the Rainbow Room. Play was one way to put it, they weren't exactly touching the toys in the first place, using their mind to move the objects and bend them to their will.

001 was one such child playing with a toy. She sat on the floor, legs crossed and hands lightly tightened up into fists as she made a small wooden car move around in circles, doing small loop-dee-loops and figure 8's. She smiled softly as she watched it.

Her peace was soon disrupted as she felt a harsh tug on her hair, breaking her focus with the car as it came to halt. She whined and turned her head to see a boy around the same age as her, head buzzed and face pulled into a snarky smirk.

002.

Even if they were only 12 years of age- or at least, 001 guessed they were around that age, she couldn't be certain- 002 had quite the knack for teasing and bullying 001. From time to time 001 would see him pick on a young girl that looked around 9 years of age, which she found rather unfair given the age gap. 001 had played with the young girl before after 002 had teased her, if she remembered correctly she was number eleven.

"You think you're better than me, don't you?"

002 spat out, leaning forward to take her long tresses again and tug on them once more. 001 flinched and tried to push his hand away but he just shoved her back with a look of disgust.

"Don't touch me!"

'You touched me first.', 001 thought, but she knew if she spoke up it would only anger him more. She knew she was a prime target of bullying, given her name and her appearance that stood out from the others. None of the other children had hair. 001 did. Long wispy locks of pale blonde hair that neatly sat on her head. 002 didn't like that she was different, it was as if she was special, and he wasn't. He didn't like 001 at all.

She glanced around the room, noting how none of the other children were focused on what was going on between One and Two. They were afraid of Two. But they were also afraid of One.

001 did note, however, that the handsome blonde attendant was sending a deadly glare towards 002. He didn't move from his post, or even turn his head towards them, but his eyes fixated on the back of Number Two's shaved head. If looks could kill, 002 would have been six feet deep.

Another rough tug on her hair made her eyes snap back to the boy in question, she held her head slightly, rubbing her scalp to relieve the pain as she drowned out 002's words. She watched his mouth open and close, but she didn't listen. It was always the same things. "You're worthless", "Don't think you're better than me", "You better watch your back".