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1 : ̗̀➛ the yaoyorozu's

3RD PERSON POV
"Welcome to the Yaoyorozu residence." A butler stood tall, with great posture, in front of the L/n's.
He held the door open for the family. The lower-class family took in the astonishing decor of the Yaoyorozu mansion. It was absolutely beautiful, something they would never even dream of owning in a million years.

Chapter 1: The Yaoyorozu's

"Welcome! Come in! Please, make yourselves comfortable." Momo's father came from another room.
"Is it just me or did I hear yelling from the room he came from?" Y/n questioned herself.
Just as the young woman finished her thought, Momo herself came from that room. She was rubbing and wiping her eyes with the back of her hand and her face seemed a bit red.
"Was she crying?" Y/n thought.
However, Y/n quickly shook off the thought as Momo smiled at the L/n's.
"Hello." She greeted with what seemed like a fake smile.
Momo extended her hand towards Y/n's parents first and then moved onto Y/n whom was dressed like a guy. Of course, unbeknownst to Momo. As Y/n extended her hand to shake Momo's, she could sense a slight hostility coming from the older girl.
"Hello." Y/n greeted back with the deepest voice she could muster.
"We're gonna have to work on your voice." Were Y/n's parent's thoughts.
Momo's father guided the family to a nearby couch where they could talk.
"So, how have you been Mr. Yaoyorozu." Y/n's father asked.
"Stop with the formalities, F/n. We were friends all throughout our school careers." Just like that, the older adults began to talk.
They talked about the wedding between Y/n and Momo which made said people a bit uncomfortable - they didn't quite know each other after all.
"Excuse me. I'll just go to the restroom, I'll be back." Momo bowed and excused herself.
Everyone acknowledged her and nodded, they then resumed their conversations.
"So Y/n, how's life going for you?" Momo's father asked.
"It's alright." Y/n smiled.
After a bit of chatting, Y/n noticed that Momo hadn't come back yet.
"I'll be back, I'll go to the restroom." She excused herself.
Fortunately, this excuse worked because the Yaoyorozu mansion had several bathrooms. Y/n explored the hallways. She'd been to this mansion one other time before yet she was still mesmerized by the complementary modern and antique decorations. As she continued to search and explore the hallways for a bathroom, she heard crying. Y/n followed the sound and recognized the cries belonging to Momo. She carefully and stealthily cracked the door just a tiny bit open.
"Why does this have to happen?" Momo cried to herself.
"I hate him! If only he wasn't here, I wouldn't have to get married!"
Y/n's eyes widened. Could Momo be talking about her?
"Goddamit Y/n!" Momo cried.
She is. She is talking about Y/n. Y/n mentally scoffed.
"I don't necessarily like you either." She began to walk the other direction, still looking for a bathroom.
Finally, she arrived at her destination. Y/n closed the door and sighed.
"She hates me." She thought.
Y/n's face saddened. She was going to marry someone who hated her.
"So be it. I hate you too and I will never love you. This is for my family, not for you." Y/n stared sternly at herself through the mirror.
Not only did she have to not fall for Momo, but she had to act and dress like a guy for her family's sake.
"I can do this."

To be continued