"Goddamn..! That's a massive headache..." A male around the age of eighteen, rubbed the back of his head as he struggled to get out bed. He succeeded, just not the ideal way to...leave the bed itself. 

SLAM! CRASH!

There was no noise heard, other then that loud face plant that happened a few seconds from now. "Great way to start the morning, fate! But you're not getting me today, life's just too good!" The male grinned before standing up with a push up. He arcs his back, hearing a rather satisfying crunch of his bones waking up filled the room with his relaxed sigh. Before anymore shenanigans are made in just under a minute, he grabbed his slightly ajar door to open and dashing out his room. 

Roughly about thirty-minutes later, we see the male looking the mirror while putting up a black jacket ( that looked like a suit and tie when zipped up ) over an orange shirt. He slightly moves some of his fallen bangs to the side, he winked and clicked his tongue in the mirror while doing  "finger gun" signs with his hands. "You got this, those guys seemed promising when they gave me the flyer so why the hell not?" He said to himself. "But it does seem pretty suspicious that they want me to be, according to what they said and I quote, 'An o5 in our facility, we've figured that you are the best choice to be chosen for this kind of position.' Pretty damn sneaky right?" 

Once out of the house ( after turning off the appliances and locking the front door of course, you damn degenerate ), he was met with a lady wearing a black business suit that complimented her black tinted ( that got dark amirite? ) shades. "Mr. L/n, we've been expecting you." said the woman, this made the young male cringe a little. "How long were you waiting outside my damn house...?" He asked, clearly curious and disgusted by the thought. "Since last night." "Oh, makes sense, reasonable, yeah..." 

"Please step in the vehicle, we'll escort you to the facility as soon as possible." She said, opening the door of the van. "But my mom said to don't follow strangers into black vans with no windows...." he joked a little, painting the ACTUAL visualization of the black van. A large black van with no windows except the driver's seat. "Don't worry, we won't do anything to you as long as you give us a reason not to." "Well, fine..." 

She then entered the van after the male protagonist did before closing the sliding door behind her, inside was just a man wearing the same outfit as the woman. "Good morning,  Mr. L/n. Did you sleep well?" he greeted. "You sound like you're my dad, dude.." "My apologies, just trying to lighten up the mood for you." he replied with a smile. "You're absolutely doing the...fucking opposite of that.."

One awkward drive between the neatly dressed personnel later...

"We're here, Mr. L/n..." the male awoke to the sound of the woman waking him up from his slumber. He groggily opens his eyes to see the blushing face of the woman. "Did..you sleep well now..?" She asked, covering her face. Why? F/n slept on her thighs with his face positioned to her stomach. 

"Uhm... I guess I did?" He said, getting up from the really warm lap pillow. The woman opens the sliding door and hopped out, followed by F/n and the other guy. "Take a good look at the foundation, boy. You're the first of your age to enter this highly secured facility." said the man with a smile on his face. The young male looked up to see a white looming building with a single logo that presented as a sort of target. "The hell?" he muttered. Looking around him, he saw a large cement gate surrounding the whole place. He had never seen anything like this before. 

The man then turned towards him with a smile. "We haven't properly introduced yet. I'm Caps, you could say that I'm this place's 'head of security'. Pretty cool, right?" "Where exactly is....'this place'?" "We're inside the SCP-" 

Their conversation was cut short due to the loud alarms blaring from speakers attached to posts. "Fuck!" Caps cursed underneath his breath. "Can't I just have one single day where one of these freaks are not breaking out!?" Caps shouted before grasping his phone in one hand. The female had escorted F/n away from the entrance, which is a giant metal door. "Talk to me, Kyle!" He called. "Sir! We have a breach on 053's cell! The girl is having a tantrum!" "Didn't I tell you damn idiots to cycle her fucking room every three months?!" "We forgot, okay?!"

- Time Skip -

F/n and the woman were hurrying inside the other entrance of the facility, this brought confusion to the male but nonetheless it looked all so serious. "I have to get you to safety, the foundation can't have their new 05 killed on his first day on the job." She said, muttering the last part. "What's going on?" F/n asked, rather calm about the situation. "We have a breach in the facility." "Of what?"

The woman stopped, F/n follows her sudden pause in movement. They hear the faint cries of a child. Getting louder each second they wait. "That..." she whispered but enough for him to hear. "A child? What the hell are you guys running in this place?" He said approaching the intersection where the cries were heard from. "N-no! Wait!" She fails to stop him by attempting to tug on his sleeve. F/n turns the corner to see a weeping girl by the floor, she was roughly around the age of three or four from what he had seen. "Uhm...Hey there!" He greets the girl with a smile and small wave. The girl looks up at him with tears running down her cheeks. "Is the seat beside you taken?" she shook her head no, this allowed the male to sit down beside her. "What's wrong?" he asked. Surprisingly, she was the only kid to respond honestly. Normally kids mock you when you try to ask what's wrong with them. 

"I wanted to see my friend...but those mean people prevented me from doing so. They forcefully locked me in my room because of it.." She said, having an above average intellect reply was sure to shock the male. "Well, you are out of your room now, right? Why don't you find them now?" "I-I got so lost...I didn't see anyone to help me find my way back to my room...I just cried and cried, hoping someone would find me.." 

"Looks like it helped, huh?" he joked. This caused the tears to stop flowing, she looks at him with shocked eyes. "I did find you, remember?" He smiled at her, this calmed the girl to a maximum. Having such a quiet conversation with someone to vent her feelings, really helped get her sadness out. "My name's F/n, you?" "053..." "Cool name!" 

After a few more minutes of chatting, the woman who had been watching them was stunned at the male's resistance to the little girl's psychological attacks. The male had been completely neutral, even after ten minutes had passed, he was still not a psycho with the thirst for blood.

"I think we picked the right candidate, Caps..." She whispered, watching the little girl fall asleep in the male's arms after sometime. "Our new Overseer...is so cool.."