[EXPERIMENTED!EMOTIONLESS!READER X BLACK HAT] Don't judge me. I've been reading too much of these Reader X Villainous. I then saw this one particular one, and it wasn't really fruitful to me. I felt inspired to do the concept they tried to aim for, and that's why it's here. Anyways, despacito- I mean description. Pain, despair, anger... those were never felt. God knows when or if I ever felt happiness. Maybe years ago? How many years have I been here? I lost count of years after Experiment #5382. I can't remember what a home is home. This penitentiary is my tomb. My cell. My... grave. Is this a home? Well, it was, until a group crashed into the place and kidnapped me... and gave my life meaning. What do I mean? Well, let me tell you a little story... About [Y/N], and how [Y/N] lived long enough to become partners with Black Hat. How I fell out of the emptiness and next to my saving grace; Lord Black Hat.