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𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝?!?

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You sat at the edge of the bed you woke up in moments ago tapping your foot, contemplating if you should just wait there out try to rip or break open the window next to you, which you already tried to just open it, but it wouldn't fucking budge, I mean you weren't the strongest but damn that shit was stuck.  

You decide you were gonna just straight up walk out to see what would happen, honestly dying seems a better option than staying cooped up in a room with the guilt of your brother missing, possibly just dead.  You stand up and walk over to the door, you were about to put your scratched and injured hand on the doorknob until it started to twist, opening the door, managing to jump back before it hit you.

A shorter than average boy stood behind the door, he was the same height, but you could tell he was a short boy, lmao.  You just kinda stood there like a fucking airhead while he kinda stumbled on his words apologizing for almost hitting you with the weirdly huge door.  You just kinda put your hand on his shoulder and said, "Dude, chill it's fine, I've been hit with a dodgeball square in the face before, it hurts way worse", you say literally just trying to get him to not faint from embarrassment.  You could tell he burst into a flustered mess when you just said something that probably would've made a normal person look disappointed.  

"Y-yeah uh-uhm, I- damn it..." He curses under his breathe, looking around frantically to see if anybody heard him, whatever you just got yourself mixed up into you find it a rollercoaster of shit already.  "O-ok, I'm sorry for stuttering so much, I'm Jack, Jack Cult." He says like he wasn't just being like a touch-starved 12-year-old boy when a girl just looks at him (btw your gender isn't specific in this, I'm gonna try making it genderless Y/N so everyone can enjoy it).  You look at him without any expression whatsoever and say, "Y/N, Y/N L/N, but just call me a piece of shittt" you finger gun at him, and he just stands there like 🧍. 

He shakes his head, "I like Y/N better honestly..." he gasps at his own words and hits the forehead of his mask as he almost fucking loses it.  At this point nothing can stop him from being a mess, you just let it happen.  He holds his hand out as you look up at him confused. "I'd like to take you o-on a tour of the M-Manor, if that's ok." he shakily says, you take his hand dumbfounded that it's a FUCKIN MANOR- but you calm down eventually for you to not trip over yourself ever 2 seconds.  

You both walk around the Manor, meeting some new faces but never actually talking to them or even just them giving a glance at you.  Once you get the big ass library you mentally scream at yourself to see if there is at least one section of like, 50 manga's you could binge, but you refrain not wanting to seem like a psychopath Infront of like, 3 other people you don't know there.

"Jack, come over here." a man with a weird mask you cannot describe, it slightly creeps you out with the whole mask thing they got going on here, but whatever.  "Mart- I mean- what do you need..." you can tell he doesn't want to be here right now.  "Is this the guest David had saved from outside?" He says, and Jesus was his voice deep, like nearly 40 hertz but a bit higher, and raspy, 'Haha, I'm in danger :)', you mentally cry.  

"y-yes, it is..." Jack stammers, you feel so bad for the poor kid, I wonder if this "mArT" person is a dick if he makes jack this scared.  "Hello Y/N, my name is Martin, I'm sure you know our last name already." he says, not even offering any gesture of welcome, yep dick energy.  "Nice to meet you too.", you say trying not to sound like a jerk, apparently your 'act' was for nothing because he didn't seem to notice at all what you said anyways. 

What the fuck did you get yourself mixed into. 

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