Endless dream

Picking up a rules' breaker at midnight, what's strange with that ?

The surface of the mirror shone and undulated, as (Y/n) felt her consciousness being sucked in.

Once she opened her eyes again, she was no longer in her room in Ramshackle dorm, but in a monochrome yet beautiful garden full of white roses. There, she saw strangely familiar men disguised in cards painting the roses in red, much to her confusion

"Hurry and paint the roses red. If we don't hurry, the flowers will wilt !"

"Hurry, hurry ! There are still some that aren't painted !"

'Painting... The roses ?'

And then, a young blond haired girl wearing a blue dress approached the cards men and asked them the reason why they were doing such a thing, as confused as (Y/n) was

"Why are you painting the white roses red ?"

The cards men glanced at the young girl strangely, seemingly surprised by her question 

"Huh ?"

"Why you ask ? Well, to tell you the truth, we made a mistake and accidentally planted white roses."

"The Queen loves red, so if she sees white, then it's off with our heads !"

"Is that so ?"

"Yes, it is. That’s exactly why we're painting them red."

Then, the landscape disappeared and everything turned black, confusing even more the (h/c)-ette

'Wait a minute... Where was I again...? If I remember correctly, I was sleeping in the dorm a while...'

'It's time to wake up, (Y/n).'

'Huh ?'

'The chess game against fate has started. The pawns are moving. Turn what is black into white. Before it is too late. Before everything is lost forever.'

'Who is talking ? Who are you ?'

She never got her answer.

(Y/n) Pov : 

I slowly opened my eyes, trying not to move too much not to wake Grim and Mara who were sleeping in my chest. The memory of the strange dream I had just made was still fresh in my mind.
Why did I made such a weird dream... And why... Why does it seems so familiar ? And who the hell talked to me ?

Whoever knocked at the door didn't gave me the time to think more about it- Wait a second, who in their right mind would knock at the door when it's midnight, WHO ?!!

The sound of the knocks were enough to wake up Mara, who then tenderly rubbed her cheek against mine. It wasn't enough to completely wake up Grim though, who mumbled through his sleep 

- Hey, (Y/n)... Someone's at the door... What...? Is it the Ghosts...? They sure don’t know when to give up, yanno…

- I don't think it's them... We're friends, and then it's not their style... I'm gonna see who it is... 

Grim slowly rolled off my body to lay down on my left shoulder, and I groggily got on my feet, rubbing my eyes while Mara was resting my right shoulder. I advanced toward the door and asked, not even caring of hiding my tiredness... or my annoyance