"You'd really show me around?! Let's go!" Y/N excitedly took Cater's hand and began dragging him before Cater began leading the way. They ended up at a dark mirror. Heartslabyul was represented by a heart. Y/N pointed excitedly at it. "That's your dorm! And Riddle's the Housewarden!" She had recognised something. Cater smiled. "Who's that? It's a dragon, right?" She pointed to the dragon icon that represented Diasomnia. "That's Diasomnia, their Housewarden, Malleus Draconia, is really powerful but we totes never see him." But a few strands of blonde hair blew in the wind. That wasn't Y/N's H/C hair. It was Rook's. When Cater looked away for a minute, Y/N was gone. She was around the corner with Room and Vil. Vil gently touched her hair. "You aren't a crinkle cut or a spudling like the rest. You're a sweet potato." He said softly in her ear.
"Um who are you?" Y/N awkwardly said. "Vil Schoenheit, the Housewarden of Pomefiore." He said sharply like it was a known fact that she should've known, but his tone was ever so slightly noticeably softer for her. She was the character he always loved.
She smiled at him. He was very beautiful in her eyes. "And I'm Rook Hunt! A pleasure to meet you Mon Lapin." The man had a French accent. Y/N smiled at him. They seemed very nice, if only she saw beyond the surface. "I must go back to Cater and Riddle! They'll be wondering where I am!" Little did she know, the swishing of a tail behind her could be heard.
