Y/n works at a small flower shop, selling bouquets for cheap prices you were barely getting by. regardless, you were happy and thankful for what you had.... It was around 1am when you awoke to blood curdling scream. you ran to you kitchen, grabbing a knife and going to see what it was... people were there..you tried to run.. but they already saw you. Y/n is anywhere from 18-21 years old. And their technically Non binary. But I interpret Y/n in this story to be a Girl. But I will use they/them pronouns since i think Y/n's should always be non-binary since no one can tell you what gender is sexuality you should be. My stories are for all. (Me being a Trans male myself) this is a bad sanses x reader. so it might contain some disturbing topics it might be triggering to some so reader direction is advised. (Updates whenever I can, normally once or twice a week if I can) I would recommend following me, since while I'm writing chapters I often post choices you can make on there alot, but you don't have to. ♡