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CHAPTER-2

-you got upstairs and threw yourself into the bed. you just continued doing your hobby - overthinking-

Y/N POV: ugh seriously i hate people comming into my house , its too annoying . Now i have to search a dress , match my earings, do my hair and my makeup blah blah blah. oof im too lazy for this sh*t.if the guest isnt handsome / beautiful then im gonna ruin this meeting                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   -with a sulky face you finally gathered  up your  soul. you got up and started searching for a dress as the first step-

-4 HOURS LATER-

your dress

your look-

you stood before the mirror and admired yourself lastly you wore your favourite perfume and sneaked a small elegant knife into your pocket which you had received from your late father . you always made sure to have it as a safety and as your fathers remembrance

-It was an uncommon day for you as you never had family dinners or get togethers for the past 5 years (it has been 5 years since y/nd died) . you and your family rarely meet inside the same house. You have no idea about the meeting or how is it going to end. you always had trouble opening up to people , and this developed your rude behaviour and inferior complexity within yourself. You have dealt with a lot of complicated relationships and already had enough of it so you and your friends took a oath to  not to date anyone untill the age of 25 this gave rise to the formation of a new gang called - SLA- (single ladies assosiation) the most fearsome gang in your school where boys cant mingle and other girls cant mess up with the girls in your gang-