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[damn chapter 50 finally ;; I'll try my best to finish this ff in 2024, can't guarantee anything though. i love writing, 'm just missin the time ://]

[ermm just opened this app again and it's already 2025 whoopsies!]
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"We're doomed." Takeomi scoffed while smoking a cigarette. "Don't say that." Ran added, "we're not doomed. We just lost everything we had, basically."

Both Takeomi and the overly sarcastic and constantly high Ran were right. They were doomed, and they had lost everything they had. On top of that, they were all going crazy, slowly but surely.

Y/n had been sitting in a corner, staring into nothing with her knees hugged to her chest. She hadn't said anything to anyone since they were allowed back into the room.

Sanzu on the other hand sat close to her, sniffing cocaine from time to time, always keeping a close eye on her.

Kakucho stood arm crossed against a wall, silently eyeing the whole room and the state everyone was in — Takeomi, Mochi and himself were the sanest one left at the moment.

Of course, sometimes, when he was sure Sanzu wouldn't notice, Kakucho's glance lingered a little while longer specifically on y/n. He knew to read people well, and he could see that she was not only traumatised, but also scheming.

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2:27 AM

Sanzu laid wide on his & y/n's shared bed, snoring off the cocaine & weed that he had smoked and sniffed earlier in the afternoon & the evening.

He was dead asleep.

But y/n wasn't.

She got up very slowly from the mattress, being as quiet as possible as she didn't want to wake up anyone, not Sanzu, not Takeomi, not Sachiko — no one.

Her naked feet felt cold on the wooden floor as she stepped out into the little balcony the room possessed, looking around as she felt the fresh air breeze against her hair & skin.

"Y/n." A whisper hushed through the breeze, and as y/n slowly turned her head to see who was calling for her so quietly, she saw Haoyu, sit in the corner of their balcony.

"Haoyu."

"I apologise deeply for not reaching out to you again sooner. I'm here to ask you about the current situation."

"Everyone's going insane. Including me. Kakucho still seems sane, though."

"That's good," Haoyu nodded lightly. "I'm still insisting on you getting him into your side. He'll be helpful."

"I don't know." Y/n suddenly sounded more cold, her tone monotone and blunt. "I don't know if that's still necessary anymore. I just want Sanzu dead. I don't care if it drags me into hell with him."