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Saint-Germain {Words} [IkeVamp]

[Dont hate me, I dont know anything from his route, it hasn't come out, I use English version yes; but he's my second best boi after Jean, Napoleon, and Theo-]

BG Info [IMPORTANT]: Y/N is a very shy and socially awkward person. She's so socially awkward that when she open her mouth to speak, no sound comes out. So Y/N uses a notepad and paper to express feelings and communicate, sometimes using body language like nodding to say simple things like 'Yes' or 'No'. Some people take advantage of this and bully her, knowing she won't be able to say anything abut it. (Basically like me irl-)

But thats okay because we are tough cookies to crack. (,o' v'o),

Hope you enjoy!
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I've only two weeks until that door opens. I'm excited, ecstatic, even... But.. I don't feel the same resolve as before..

It's true, I've been here for two weeks, waiting to get back home..

But lately, everything seemed to go by so fast. So fast, that I couldn't keep up with the pace. It's as if I only got here yesterday.

Walking through the halls to the kitchen, I happen to run into Arthur and Dazai.

"Hey, good morning Y/N!! How are you?"

"Ohayo, Y/N-chan!"

I nodded to them both, forcing a smile.

I walked forward, my forced smile fading to a bland, monotonous expression. I went inside the kitchen, taking a breath, hoping to see Sebastian.

But he wasn't there. How odd. I moved sluggishly to the sink, washing my hands.

Then, the door opened. I turned my head to the door and was relieved to find Sebas at the door, balancing some empty trays.

"So, Y/N.. Do you still wish to go back?"

I thought about the question for a moment.

Then shook my head as I placed all the empty dishes and trays into the sink to wash.

"..So since you can't speak... How do you plan on telling him how you feel?"

My heart clenched at the thought.

I can speak! It's just... My mouth won't let out the sounds...! Why do I always freeze like this..?

I took the pen and pad of paper he held out for me. I scrawled on some sentences and handed it back. I went back to cleaning the silverware and porcelain.

"..'I have a voice. A powerful one.. I just can't control it'..?" He read, slightly confused.

I nodded, without looking back.

When I was finished with the used dishes, I set the table in preparation for dinner.

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"Hello, Y/N. How's your day so far?"

I turned to see Comte standing a little way behind me with his stupidly handsome face. I forced a smile expertly and put a thumbs up before turning around to tend to the soft white roses, my face heating up slightly.

..I knew it.. The reason why everything's going by so quickly... Comte de Saint-Germain, what have you done to me..??

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I looked up to the sky through my window later that night, seeing the nearly completed circle of light.

I closed my eyes, feeling a small gust of wind through a small gap between the clear glass.