| | I'd like to know if you needed any type of assistant around here?" You asked, fiddling with your fingers.
"Assistance you ask for?" He says, looking directly at you. "I suppose so. Personal assistance."
The term personal assistant startled you, but you had no choice but to agree.
"Okay, that'll do." You say, forcing a small smile.
"Good, good." He said, then pushed a small package towards you. "Start off in the cafeteria."
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You had recieved a uniform. It looked very much like Makina's except it wasn't as explicit on you.Now you were making your way down into the cafeteria, when you ran into the eerie boy from your first time here.
He approached you in a weird manner, and leaned down closer by your ear.
"Bad,
Bad things are
going to happen dear!
Just keep out of sight and don't
be near."When you turned to knock him away, he was already gone.
You decided to shake it off, and enter the cafeteria.
The room was buzzing; inmates were buying at the counter, sitting at tables, and leaning on the walls.
You decided to stat back by the walls because you were still frightened by the words of the weird one.
But, an inmate (Misheru to be specific) approached you.
"You made it!" She exclaimed, throwing her arms around you.
"I did...now please move." You muttered, and she released with an upset expression shown.
"What's up?" She asked, crossing her arms.
As you were chatting, a cold blooded Makina walked by.
"Look, you have to go." You say, trying to force her away.
"No, (f/n), what's wro-?"
WHACK!
The once talking Misheru had fallen to her knees after being strucken by Makina.
"Finish her off, (f/n)." Makina replies, a smirk upon her face.
"S-she didn't do anything!" You protested, bending down to her levels.
Makina looked at you with a cold blooded stare, and now she had a devilish aura around her.
"(f/n), you said you wouldn't do anything!" Misheru said, looking up at you with pleading eyes.
"You had an association with this inmate (f/n)?" Makina asks, looking down at her. "That can get you fired."
You thought on this.
If you were to spare one inmates life and not ever get them their freedom, or end this confusion here.
"I see.." Misheru says, looking down at her hands. "It's for a good cause.."
You noticed Senji was looking at you reassuringly, and you felt a sudden thrill.
You pulled out your handgun that was latched onto your belt, and began to point it towards her.
You hear the words that the feminine male had whispered in your ears earlier, and you knew he was right.
The collar had fallen off, and read : DEAD.
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During the night Tamaki didn't need you as much so you roamed the prison halls again until you found Senji hanging outside his room.
You tried to turn around quickly, but he'd already spotted you.
"(F/n)?" He said, sounding unusually calm.
"What is it?" You asked, slowly turning around.
"I don't bite." He says, letting out a small chuckle.
You begin to walk towards him, and slide down against the wall.
"Can you stay and talk with me tonight?"