This is YOUR Cell.

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You nod at the note and groan, regretting your snoopy ways. The same girl who was in the picture taped to the note you got approaches your jail cell, and she waves while looking friendly. Her black dress and long navy blue ponytail remind you of a tiny girl you met long ago. You remember the child was the princess, and they both had that similar look in their eyes; an apologetic and welcoming look. You sigh and wave back, barely grinning.
"Welcome to Jail, [Y/N]! If you are good we'll make it fun here! If you're not......" She slams herself into the bars and looks at you with an eerie gaze in her eyes, muttering with a creepily innocent voice, "this place shall be worse than the gates of hell, Brat." She suddenly pipes back up and claps, smiling from under her surgeon mask. "Got it? So, Enjoy your stay for the next year!"
You nod again, creeped out by what the girl did. Another kid walks up to her and looks at you, scoffing. "More of them?" they say. The girl nods and looks down to the shorter kid. "Exactly, Chara." "My god.. Snoopy ones piss me off the most. Kat, how long do they stay here?" "A year." "Ah." You think to yourself, "So.. The short one is named Chara, and the tall one is named.. Er.. Or nicknamed.. Kat. Wait. The note says Katsuko, so yeah! Kat is her nickname." Chara looks at you with a concerned look in their eyes. "Hey, You aight, [Y/N]? Ya look constipated." You laugh a bit and give a thumbs up, Chara nodding subtly. They kiss Kat on the cheek and walk off. "I'm gonna check on the others, K," they say. Kat nods while blushing and mutters "Alright."
You smile at Kat and say "Oooooooooh, is that your crush? Or your Boyfriend or something..?" She blushes more and looks up, growling. "We are.. Sorta Married or something, [Y/N]..! It was a deal to get them into the SP.. They'd join if I married them and have my soul. I Accepted because I did really like them, and someone who knows the criminal lifestyle IS useful in the SP." You smile and get up, brushing her hair with your fingers. "That's smart and cute, kid."
"Yeah.. Now, just remember THIS is YOUR cell." "Yes ma'am." You sit back down and go to sleep with a smile on your face.

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