" I'm fine, " She says, giving her friend a reassuring smile.
" Don't worry about me, there's nothing to worry about. " She stated, and her friends would just nod in response.
They are my friends, and they trust me. She thought to herself, making that small glimmer of hope spark.
" Are you okay? " Her friends ask her, and she nods, shrugging.
" Yeah, I'm fine. " She simply replies, and her friend nods, running off.
But, deep inside, she knew she wasn't alright.
She knew she wasn't fine.
For she was broken.
" Who is broken? ", you ask?
The broken girl goes by the name [Y/N] [L/N].
She is broken, and nothing can bring her back together.
Nothing, except one thing.
Deep beneath us lies the city of the UnderGround, home of the monsters.
Murderers they are, and they show no mercy whatsoever.
They only know to kill, kill, and kill.
One of the monsters in the UnderGround is Sans.
Papyrus' brother.
Sans is mostly feared, because he'd kill anyone that dares hurt him, or his brother.
Especially his brother.
Nobody asks him, " Are you fine? ", like people ask her.
Because no one knows how to.
Slowly, he is breaking.
Slowly, he is beginning to become weak.
Why?
Because no one asked him a question people ask [Y/N];
" Are you fine? "