❝YOUR POV❞

▬▬ "Day 3"

You didn't get that much sleep from last night. The bags underneath your eyes and the way your eyelids were slowly fluttering, pretty much gave away the idea that you stayed up for quite a while or didn't get any sleep in general.

You opened your locker and was met with the same card shaped like a heart. You didn't want to see the contents but, you had to make sure the other person wasn't threatening you for your life or anything.

"Don't forget to eat your lunch! Bye-bye take care <3! P.S: I left you some money in case you forgot to make lunch for yourself again."

Thankfully, it was a simple note so you could just sigh in relief, thankful for the fact that you weren't going to die yet. Which is ironic considering how much you acted like you were indifferent to the idea of dying.

"Hey Amane! Did you hear about the new girl?" Vicktor quipped as he slung an arm around the blonde male's neck.

"Kinda, and I overheard that she came from Japan." Amane replied back whilst ignoring the red headed male who was invading his privacy at the moment.

"Japan huh? Do you think she'd be willing to wear a maid outfit?" Vicktor questioned as a finger rubbed his chin in deep thought.

"You and your maid outfit fetish." The blonde male pointed out with an amused look on his face.

"But she's cute though!" The red-headed male justified then added more. "You can't deny that a cute girl would look good in a maid outfit."

"Man, I really want to talk to her..." Vicktor sighed dreamily, a hand supporting his chin as he went on to daydream about the new girl.

"Do you even think she'd be able to understand me? Her English is kinda poor so we might have a difficult time talking to each other."

Vicktor's woes regarding the new girl merely made Amane roll his eyes at him. "What makes you think you'd even have a chance with her?"

"HEY!" The red-headed male slapped his friend's arm out of annoyance.

Once they were silent, you turned your head towards your fellow co-workers wanting to tell them to shut up or else you would throw hands in their direction but, Vicktor was quicker to interrupt you before you could even utter a word.

"Damn' Y/N you look horrible!" He pointed out as his fingers pointed at the dark shadows underneath your eyes, which you will admit was not pleasing to look at.

"Well, you look the same as always, Vicktor, a creep." You shot back followed by Amane screaming "OHHHH!" and Vicktor screaming at the blonde male to shut up.

▬▬ 𝕿𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝. 𝕮𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 2
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