ghostfaceミ★| gojo satoru

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it had been a hell of a 2 weeks and y/n felt the stress from everything happening at once.

here's a little recap on the events that took place....

➪ y/n finally found a dress for the pageant

➪ the job she applied for and went to an interview for ended up responding back saying she got the job

➪ her and megumi were on first name basis

➪ the preparation for the pageant especially with the close dancing and many hang out sessions have lead to megumi and y/n becoming closer

➪ y/n's unknown stalker or so called 'admirer' had started sending random expensive gifts to the point his contact name became 'stalker sugar daddy'

it had been completely hectic to say the least but the most worrying was that the masked killer had went completely m.i.a not bothering to send another text which in turn kept y/n in the dark.

balancing all of the new things happening was rough when going to school and scheduling hangouts with megumi and the rest of her friends.

miwa still spent the night a lot when she could since she had been getting nightmares that would happen in the middle of the night. miwa would wake up crying into the pillow in attempt to be quiet but in turn it would accidentally wake y/n up, but y/n never failed to hold her until she fell back asleep.

miwa had suffered traumatic experiences it was only natural for her to still be so depressed, she could only force herself to be strong for so long.

going on throughout the days y/n finally had her first day of work, on a saturday bright and early, starting at 8:30am.

the uniform consisted of an employee's normal everyday clothing with a light pink waist apron, so at 7:00am y/n started to get ready putting on what would be her normal day to day attire. since it was her first day she decided to put more effort into her appearance as far as styling her hair slightly different and adding a slight bit more of makeup.

but the thing that was the most new about her appearance was the shiny necklace that had been a designer brand. you may be asking, where on earth did y/n get such an expensive necklace?

a couple days prior, y/n had done her usual routine. she would get home from school, take a shower, do her skincare/haircare, and then would get dressed in her room. however, when she had arrived back in her room a fluffy towel was wrapped around her body as usual she had suddenly paused in her footsteps as her heart felt as though it dropped into the furthest void of the earth.

there on her vanity desk was a small blue velvet box a note attached on top.

'for my angel'

opening the box it appeared to be a designer necklace one which y/n later looked up on her laptop to check the price only to slam her laptop shut. it had been way more 0's behind the number than she originally thought. but something was bothering her. the 'my angel' felt so familiar it felt as though she was missing something detrimental.

yes she could've blocked her admirer's number or brought the number to the police and have them trace whoever this is. there was evidence enough to show that this was a stalker and the stalker was able to break into her house unknowingly.

yes it scared her to her very core, but she couldn't shake the feeling that maybe it was the killer playing some sort of twisted mind game. she couldn't have another person die, the fate of those closest to her felt as though it was all on her.

so in conclusion y/n put on the necklace but only then racking her brain for what possible reason could this all be happening.

✫彡ミ★

you had arrived at your new job exactly at 8:30. your coworker who you had remembered as junpei, had taken it upon himself to train you and make sure you knew how to greet customers, make drinks, and use the register. the training was easy, the only thing you had to do so far was shadow junpei as he interacted with customers and then shadow him some more as he taught you how to make the variety of drinks.

all in all being the fast learner you are, the training concluded with only an hour and a half being used and so as junpei left you on your own to go into the back and bake more pastries you had your first round of customers.

you had taken to it pretty well, exchanging the same greeting that junpei had taught you.

"hello! welcome to curse cafe! what can i get started for  you?"

after saying it a bunch of times the same sentence started to sound so bland. it was weird enough that such a cutsie cafe was named 'curse cafe'. you would've thought the inside would be all dark with sharp fingernailed fingers hanging from the ceiling. but thankfully it was not, and besides the sweet aroma of the cafe and the occasional talks with junpei made your first day worthwhile.

after helping junpei put more pastries in the glass the bell had rung signaling another customer coming in.

"ill help more after this customer kay junpei?" with an awkward nod of his head in response you brought yourself to the cashier counter only to feel all of the heat of a thousands suns burning your face.

it had been your teacher dressed in casual clothing with the blue sunglasses he would normally be wearing  except instead of circle ones they were smaller and squared. his blue eyes were practically burning through your whole body as he walked closer to the front counter where you stood. all you could do was stare back even if the sight of him was making your mind grow hazy, thinking like this about a teacher was wrong so with a sharp breath in you continued your usual customer service.

"hello! welcome to curse cafe! what can i get started for you?"

"hmm do you happen to be on the menu my angel?"

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