I was sat in my room in the exact same position I'd been in for the past few hours. Or days. Maybe even weeks. It didn't matter to me anymore, because I knew I would be stuck in here for an enternity until I lose my damn mind. I could hear them oustide my door, taunting me. "Rui come on, let's practice!" "Say it with me, one, two, three, wonderhoy!" It wasn't her. Whatever the hell lied behind that door was not Otori Emu. Even though I had become desensitized to this routine, I could still never break out of my constant shivering and cold sweat. My body was scared, yet my mind contradicting this. Any sound or word I tried to make only came out as a weak whimper, I guess I truly am terrified.
A/N - short paragraph for the start hehe. also im back from my century long hiatus again... lol. rui's gonna be the mc for this one, cuz hes bae ^_^
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Project Sekai Mandela Catalogue AU
Fanfictioni plan on making this ab different units and their experiences with their friends turning into alternates from the mandela catalogue series ^_^
