It was known to be flirtatious and charming, but when it came to you, it seemed to be excessive. Working hard your whole life, it came as a surprise to you whenever handling SCP-035 came as a challenge. Not only that, but your superior was quickly getting close to you. Perhaps a little too close. Now you were stuck dealing with the inner turmoils of what you want to do with your life, the suffering your superior is putting you through- And what happens when a talking theatre mask takes more interest in you than it should? And why do you take such an interest in it too? (The cover art belongs to me.) CONTENT WARNING: This fanfiction contains emotional abuse and manipulation in general. It also contains strong language, (non-explicit) sexual abuse, death, and mentions of alcohol and blood. If you are uncomfortable with any of that, please heed caution. Started: 08/18/2020 First Published: 10/2/2020 Finished: 10/17/2021

Scp doesn't belong to me Y/n = your name H/c = hair color E/c= eye color L/n= last name

Unrequited, Adjective (Of a feeling, especially love) not returned or rewarded If you could count how much Hanako-kun pains every time he saw your blank eyes that pierced into his, he knew you were dead. But you are oblivious, you are supposed to be dead and go on to the afterlife. Somewhere that you should've been. But here you are, seeing the honorable seven with eyes that doesn't have hint of any of your delight you felt with him. That vessel of yours, doesn't remember anything of the life and memories you have with this boy. Your mind was wiped anew. Toilet Bound Hanako Kun Jibaku Shounen Hanako Kun ©IRO AIDA Unrequited ©GLOOMYXNESS