(Y/N)

  "Alright, (Y/N)," you told yourself one Saturday morning. "I've been here for a few weeks, and I need money. Time to get a job."

  You headed out the door, wearing your favorite graphic tee and (your preferred color) skinny jeans. (A/N: before anyone yells at me, SKINNY JEANS COME IN MANY DIFFERENT COLORS. WHITE, BLUE, BLACK, RED, ETC. THANK YOU)

  Walking through the streets, you made your way into the larger part of town. There were signs in all the store windows, and you read them all, looking for any 'help wanted' signs.

  Then you came across the maiden café.

  The 'help wanted' sign stuck out like a sore thumb. You instantly soaked through the door of the café and walked straight to the counter.

  Of course you knew what a maiden café was. And you were more than happy to take the job. It was basically a normal waitress, but with a Japanese twist on the job.

  "Hey," you said to the girl at the counter, "I'd like to apply for a job here."

  The woman, who appeared to be in her mid-twenties, looked up with a smile on her face. "Of course! I'll be with you in a moment."

  Then she walked away, leaving you standing there.

Sam

  I looked down at the faded scars, then looked up into the mirror at my ears. That's what had started everything. My ears. The fact that I was a disgusting, heartless, insignificant monster who shouldn't be allowed to live, much less roam free. Whereas (Y/N), (Y/N) was a kind girl, who didn't deserve to be treated poorly in any way. She was amazingly perfect, more so than anyone else I had ever met. And she deserve to be treated like a queen.

  I decided then that I would do everything I could to make sure (Y/N) didn't end up like me.

  Leaving the bathroom, I pulled out my phone and put my music on shuffle (Taurtis and Grian weren't home, so I didn't have to worry about them complaining or anything). I smiled slightly when I recognized the all-too-familiar sound of the piano's g-note filling the empty apartment. And then the sass queen started to sing.

  "When I was..."

~A/N: lol sorry not sorry to all the MCR fans out there
Also sorry for the shirt chapter. But hey, better this than nothing, amirite?~