Y/n is girl that lives in a small town in England. She has a normal life and spends most of her time reading about fantasy lands. One day, she is unknowingly chosen as a reader, but little does she know not only will she meet her destiny, but her tr...
The sun arose, a new day was coming into place. The school was covered in blooming flowers, Y/n and Edmunds hometown, Finchley, was covered with snow. Inside the school was a sleeping beauty, Y/n. Eden and Viktor climbed on her bed.
I They counted down from three and started to jump, "Wake up, Y/n!" Viktor yelled. Connie groaned, scooting closer into Marie's arms from across the room. Y/n shot up from her bed, sending a glare at Viktor and kicked at his ankles.
The boy yelped in shock. He had fallen off the bed and onto the hard wood floors. "Ow!" Viktor sulked while Eden and Y/n laughed. Y/n got out of bed, "I'm gonna get a shower." She spoke, walking over to the closet. She grabbed a short purple dress and a towel. She started her shower and undressed.
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Eden's pov
After Y/n left the room, I grabbed a red ball gown from the closet and a towel. Viktor frowned, "Come on! You're leaving me too?" He whined sarcastically on the floor. "Yes, you should get a shower too. You stink!" I spoke, heading towards the shower room.
I entered the room to discover Y/n was already in one of the showers. I claimed one closest to the sinks, undressed, and stepped in. I turned on the water, jolting at the coldness. I frowned, but suddenly the droplets became warm as Y/n started humming. Her humming grew louder and the water became warmer with it. I smiled, her sweet tune turned to real lyrics.
Y/n sang, "In sleep, he sang to me. In dreams, he came. That voice which calls to me, and speaks my name. And do I dream again? For now I find," her voice fogged all surroundings, the spookiness in the song carried within the vapor, "the phantom of the, opera is here... Inside my mind."
Her voice sounded ghost-like, the water became boiling, I slightly hissed at its burning sensation. A male voice echoed through the bathroom, "Sing once again with me, our strange duet. My power over you, grows stronger yet. And though you turn from me, to glance behind," my eyes widened and I pulled the curtain, peeking through I find that no one is there.
"the phantom of the, opera is there... Inside your mind" The lyrics frightened me, but gave me realization. 'Y/n's voice is like a siren's, it created deceptions and illusions.' I tuned back into her song, the man's voice had stopped as well as the heat of the water, leading me to my next conclusion: 'once you realize it's a deception, it stops.'
Her voice was still angelic as ever, at least it wasn't all tricks. I stepped out of the shower, turning the water off and started to dry myself off. She pulled her curtain away, drying off as well, "I didn't realize you were in here." She spoke, embarrassed.
