"Ah! Such a perfect day! Business was well as usual! And no one killed me!" Your uncle cheered as he relaxed on the chair, sipping a cup of chocolate.

"Oh shut up!" Rio, one of his workers said, nearly throwing the mop at him. "You might be my boss, but I can and I will tie you to a post if you try and escape your job next time!"

Your uncle shrieked, hiding his face behind the cup. "My niece! Rio-san's being scary! Help me!!!" You ignored him, calculating the money on the cashier and listing it all off. "Don't ignore me!!"

Whatever...' You sighed, finishing up the work you needed to and handed the list to Rio. 'I wanna go home. I'm gonna miss the new episode.'

"Hmph. Well aren't you two just made for each other." Your uncle said, pouting and pointing to you and Rio. You two still ignored him. "Anway. (Y/N), I saw you come out of a car earlier, who were you with?"

'None of your business.' You answered in your mind, still ignoring him.

"Oi! I'm asking here!" He exclaimed, slamming his hand on the table. "I'm just curious! What if it's a boy!? (L/N)(Y/N)! That better not be a boy or I will take you out of Totsuki!"

Rio groaned, glaring at him, making him flinch and cower. "Yvon-san. (Y/N)-chan is already 17 and she's already in her second year. She's moved into second year with one of the highest scores. She's old enough to get a boyfriend or girlfriend if she wanted to!"

Yvon began to sob when he heard Rio's words. "A-are you going to leave your uncle!? Why?! I've been a good uncle!" He cried. "I'm going to tell dad! He'll make sure that whoever it is-"

You hummed, as is daring him to continue and snapping the pen in your hand. 'If I see you use grandpa's name, I will tell grandma.' Just the look in your face was enough for him to know what you were talking about.

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You woke up early the next day. You got ready silently so as to not wake up your uncle and keep you from leaving the house. You were going shopping today. If you were to bring him, who knows how long this will take. Plus, you need to get new piping bags.

You were a long pastel green sweatshirt with shorts and a white backpack with all of your stuff in.

You quietly tiptoed out of the apartment and ran to the elevator. After finally leaving the elevator, you left the building and made your way to the bus stop. Which was fifteen minutes away by foot.

'Agh... why do we live in such a place... I'll get caught before I get to the station...' You groaned, feeling tired not even one minute of walking.

"(Y/N)!!!!" You snapped your head to your floor. There he was. Your uncle, looking over the window with a bedhead. "Where are you going!?"

You picked up your pace and run like your life depended on it, ignoring your uncle's voice

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'I'm safe...' You heave a sigh of relief when you step out of the bus, finally making your way to your destination. You looked around just in case your uncle followed you. No sign of him. You made your way inside the large mall, your first stop would be to get some piping bags first.

"Welcome- oh, (L/N)-san!" The worker greeted you. You were kind of a regular here. "What may I help you with?" He asked, waiting for you to do your thing. You made a piping motion with your hand. "Ah, piping bags! How much do you need? Which size?"

After finishing your business there, you made your way to the second floor. Clothes!

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'Well this is a lot more than I thought...' You looked over your hand, various bags with different clothing brands on them. 'Well... I'll just put my old clothes in my room in grandpa's house.' When you were satisfied with your decision, you made your way into the third floor where heaven exists on earth.

The food area.

'Ah~ the only place where I can go and eat without having the nagging of my uncle~' You hummed, sniffing the air and choosing the first stall that was the closest to you.

"Hello, welcome!" The person greeted, preparing his waffle batter. "Which one would you like, miss?" You looked over the flavors available. You then pointed to the caramel. "One caramel coming right-"

"And one vanilla please!"

'UGGHH!!!!' You rolled your eyes so hard you could see your brain. 'WHY!? Please tell me that you just have the same voice! The same voice! They just have the same voice!' You prayed, not looking back to the person behind you. 'Don't be him! Please, for the love of god, don't be-'

"(Y/N)-chin!"

'Fuck me.' You groaned, nodding in response.

"I didn't know you were going shopping!" He said, moving to the peripherals of your vision. "Hey, hey! Wanna hang out with me? The great Kuga Terunori, the eight seat! I'll teach a few recipes if you want! I know a lot and I'm also one of the best that you won't be-"

"Here is your vanilla waffle, sir! That would be 500 yen!" The vendor cut him off, handing him the food.

"Ah. Thank you!" He said, paying and taking his food. "So anyway, my kitchen has the latest-"

"The miss from before already left."

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You heard a scream, something about someone. You ignored it and finished the hotdog in your hand. This is really such a beautiful place. Cheap food and a lot of them.

Just as you were looking at the various macaroons in display, a very familiar sound entered your ears. Something so familiar that you've heard it so many times already.

'Uncle's footsteps!' You immediately bolted, moving over to the next stall, hiding from your uncle. 'Hmm... an annoying midget on one side and an annoying clown on the other...'

'Fuck it.' You made a decision, walking away, hiding your face from your uncle's sight. 'Midget it is.'

Your uncle's voice and footsteps began to die down, only to be replaced by the annoying voice that you've been hearing even in your nightmares. Kuga was close. Just a few ways away from you was Kuga, calling for your name and attracting attention. 'FUCK! Don't shout my name!' You ran to him, scaring him as he jumped away a few feet away from you.

"(Y/N)-chi!? What was that for?! You scared me!" He exclaimed, holding into his body as if you just touched in a not so appropriate way. "Don't just throw yourself into other people! Do you do that-"

You slapped your hand over his mouth, putting your finger in your lips. 'Hush! You're going to call over that thing!' Muffled noises came from his mouth as you looked around, making sure that your uncle wasn't around.

Kuga couldn't breathe. He was close to suffocating. He finally managed to take off your hand. "Stop killing me."

'Ah. Sorry.' You bowed lightly, showing him that you really were sorry. You held into the sleeve of his shirt, tugging on it.

'W-what is she doing?' He asked himself, watching you furrow your brows, struggling to let out a word. You tugged on his sleeve again, hoping he'll understand what you were trying to do.

"(Y/N)!!! Where are you!? We need to go now!" The voice was louder than you remembered.

"Hide..." You muttered, pulling him along, away from your uncle's voice. "G-go... midget..." You stuttered, feeling your blood run cold hearing your uncle's voice getting closer and closer.

Kuga was surprised by how you were suddenly acting. He thought you were this ice block, but now he was just seeing someone so...

Sacred.

He stopped in his tracks, making you look back and wonder why he suddenly stopped.

"Let's go to my house."

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Yvon groaned, pulling his hair in frustration and making his way to the parking lot. Just as he was about to start his car, his phone rang. He picked it up and the person behind the line began to speak.

"Ah... sorry, dad." He said, fixing his messy hair. "(Y/N)... (Y/N) still doesn't want to go..." Yvon paused, a frown on his face as he started the car. "...you're still scared aren't you..."