⟣➵ 🍬 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿? -𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘁.
In which two nightmares dressed in a daydream prove that they will rule over the world.
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❝ I believe that you're a monster too ❞
❝ and when the wo...
—monsters in the dark from upon let's get our gambling freak on!
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"CLOSE THE DOOR."
Asano Gakuho's office was a room feared by many. Even as enrollees, they all had their fair share of anxiety during the day they were called to meet the chairman. Because walking inside his office is the same as welcoming yourself to his wrath. Manipulating, degrading, attacking, you name it.
But then again, it's just another day in your life, isn't it?
The office was spacious and dark—his half-lidded blinds creating a vast barrier between you both. Your petite figure stayed in the shadows while he remained seated in his tall office chair.
"I came here for information about a confidential teacher," you said.
"And I'm afraid I can't give you that."
You scoffed before walking through the light part of the vacancy. Now fully taking in your annoyed expression, Gakuho's smirk turning into something suspicious and wicked.
You slammed your right hand on his blank table. The playing cards you brought now scattered on his bland table.
"Gamble with me."
"It puts me at a disadvantage, don't you think?"
"Like hell, I care," you rolled your eyes.
He gaped at the red and black gambling cards that sat on his table. Gakuho squinted his purple-brown eyes, thinking of a loophole out of this situation.
You stared at his distressed look. Feeling nothing else but boredom. You just wanted to gamble already. You wanted to feel the same thrill of betting high and risking it all.
But.
"Make him suffer a terrible defeat. Make it look like he has the chance, and then don't hesitate to ruin his pride in the end." Your father's instructions took over your mind. It's troublesome, really, how every single choice you made was perpetually based on the desires of someone you despised.
"How about a simple card guessing game?" you proposed.
"I accept your challenge."
"However, I will make the rules."
Your [eye color] eyes turned into a thrilling crimson red marble. You moved your hair away from your face, then clamping both of your soft hands, before smoothly pointing your fingertips at your prideful father in law.
He looked at you with the same nonchalant expression despite the internal wars the adult was currently battling.
"It takes a very broken, twisted soul to do what you do."
"You're too kind. Thank you for noticing!" you gave the chairman your infamous close-eyed smile.
