"Sweetie," the soft voice rang throughout the room, "It's time to wake up."
Y/N opened her eyes, her black numb doll-like orbs showing no reflection of light. "Good morning, Mother." Y/N said, her voice monotone and void of emotion.
Y/N took in her Mother's appearance. As always, her mom, Ayano Aishi, had a happy smile and glistening orbs. Y/N rolled out of bed, a grave mistake on her part. She fell, her face hitting the hardwood floor harshly. She felt 20 of her bones break, and she winced.
Ayano looked down at her before grimacing. "We should've put you in an adoption center."
"I'm fine, Mother." Y/N insisted, softly hoisting herself up off the ground. But as Y/N walked to the door, she tripped over the carpet, which did nothing to soften her fall.
"It's time to get ready for school." Ayano said, flipping her hair out of her face gracefully.
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Y/N's Little Obsession
Фанфикy/n is a little bitch with no character development In which Ayano's kid is possessed by the spirit of stereotypical Y/N or something like that
