[•MISFORTUNATE CURSE•] an evil clover AU

1 : Summer at Hotel OJ

(A/N: hi everyone ermm this is my first ii fanfic so like PLEASE don't mind the mistakes :3)

TW:
-swear words
-written and drawn blood
-fantube
(and a little bit of cloverbulb :3)

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The sounds of summer. The birds chirping in a happy tune, the vibrant, green grass dancing along with the ways of the wind, everything was perfect. The children were outside, playing tag, whilst the parents were watching them. Everything seemed like a dream, but it was real. The sun was glowing brightly, shining down onto the infinite, colourful land. Today would be perfect, or would it?

Ever since she moved into Hotel OJ, Clover felt pretty shy around everyone else, especially the season one contestants. When she first stepped foot into the hotel, two teenage girls who were gossiping around a corner looked at her in confusion as if she was some sort of alien. The duo then laughed to themselves quietly whilst Clover smiled awkwardly. After that she went to find OJ as soon as possible. It was kind of scary at first, but the optimistic girl kept her smile on the entire time.

Now it's been a few months ever since the lucky one moved in. She shared a room with Blueberry, who didnt really talk to her. Clover didnt mind though; he was always like that.

Clover was in her room, drawing on her sketchpad whilst listening to music through her headphones. The music wasnt loud so she could still hear the children laughing and giggling downstairs. The laughter reminded her of her job at the daycare, which the lucky one worked there part time. She loved that job, even if the pay was a bit low. She always loved taking care of kids, even if she knew them or not.
She was drawing somebody. Somebody that always made her smile, even through the toughest of times. Somebody that cared for her when she first came in. A bright personality, oh, she could just write a whole book about her. Clover made sure that the drawing was as perfect as it could be. No mistakes.

After a few minutes of adding finishing touches to the drawing, Clover got up, and placed her notepad to aside, and slowly got up. It was still 1:00PM, so the day was still bright as it could be. Clover's morning was like the typical main character morning. She loved singing every morning, which pissed off Blueberry. Nevertheless, in her sweet, angelic voice, Clover sung,

"It's a wonderful day to be alive~!" 🍀

"Today's just gonna be mine~!" 🍀

"It's a wonderful day to be alive~!"
🍀

"I really want to die." 🫐

"It's a wonderful day to- wait WHAT?" 🍀

Clover was stunned when the shorter one interrupted her morning singing. She looked over to Blueberry, who was laying down on his messy bed, looking upto the ceiling. This was a bit awkward for her, so she just stopped singing altogether and walked out of the room, leaving the bluer guy laying on his bed daydreaming.