(Y/n) is now stuck into a survival game, she's the 13th player, fighting for her life. Using her 'art diary' to help predict the future while killing people should be easy for her, right? But with the new aspiring detective, Akise Aru trying to find her secrets, can (Y/n) really win this game?

He was a billionaire, I was a bellboy, can I make it anymore obvious? It all started one fateful afternoon in summer of 2012. I was working as a bellboy at the Trump Hotel in Hong Kong on an internship program. This was my first time in a big city. It was all I could have ever dreamed of, and more. But little did I know, it was all about to change. Follow me on twitter.com/aguywithnolife Please note, this story may contain mature humor that isn't suitable for all ages.