Oh my yosh!

People actually have and still are reading it!

*faints*

Thank you so much for reading and voting and stuff!

I don't really know how to thank you!

But like I was looking for season 4 of Haikyuu on the interwebs since youtube failed me. I found it and the title thing was 'to the top'. 

Lol

I don't know if that's accurate but I legit didn't start watching Haikyuu before I posted this. 

Coincidence? I think yes.

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Iris P.O.V

"I want to compete in this workshop battle. If I win, I want the things on the list I sent to your pocket, and the boy up for grabs." Another job FUG wanted me to do, well Jinsung Ha, aka old man. I heard him saying how the other leaders wanted to merge the torn with Jue Viole Grace.

The winning person will win Bam, I didn't mind doing this one though. But if the other team won in the semi-finals, they would melt Viole, because he had the torn fragment.

"Of course, slayer applicant, now, right this way." We walked off to a large laboratory room.

"This is Emily..." Emily huh? What a basic name, basically meaning to strive for or something. What are they trying to do? Take over the tower? Ha, that's hilarious.

(^-人-^)

Khun P.O.V

"Welcome to those of you who made it to the workshop battle!" A loud voice spoke. Sounding very excited, and energetic for my taste.

"We will soon start tournament number 1, where there will be a battle. Each person will get a plunge, which they will have to plunge into the outlet." Another voice spoke. This one sounded calmer, much better.

"We call it the 'Outlet of ultimate doom game!' Or 'Game of plug'  for short." I hate his voice.

"There can only be a max of 3 winners, 2 or, 1, or even none."

Fight your way to the finals!" Can you shut up already, you're almost as bad as the stupid crocodile.

"Groups will be posted in a short amount of time, but...."

"There will be a gambling bet, for those who scored the highest in the previous game!" Are they twins? Finishing each others-

"Oh, thanks for the sandwich!" Does this guy not know how to operate a mic, at least turn it off in private conversations. I didn't get to finish my s-

Those gamblers will bet 'money' aka points on which regulars will win, but you can't be it all, only a certain amount. If you bet right, you gain points."

"But if you bet wrong... You lose your life. Hahaha, I'm just kidding, you only lose points!" That damn prick, can't he just shut up already.

"Gamblers will all start off with 500, 000 life points!" 

"But you can only bet before the round starts, then bets are closed."

"We'll explain more in detail to the gamblers later! Bye~ See you soon!"  I hope not.

(^-人-^)

Of course, I was chosen as a gambler. I'll have no problem winning this. Especially if Iris is in the competition, she'll blow it away, easy money.

Bam- Viole, will also be easy money, but everyone will vote for a slayer candidate.

"Gamblers, please report to the designated room at 6 am tomorrow. All other regulars competing in the game of plug, wait for your name to be posted on a group. When your group is called, go to the loading area." That's my cue to prepare.

I walk back to my room. Since I'm 'dead' I need to look the part. 

As in not looking like myself.

Now, what should I wear...?

Why is there this tattered clothing with a shirt that says 'brains', green make-up with a bunch ugly open would, that were fake patches? I ignored that and the note from Hwaryun that said 'disguise'.

I went on the Light-a-zon, most products that could be delivered in an instant once ordered. 

I searched up 'dye' since my blue hair is kind of an issue.

Red dye.....

Orange dye...

Yellow dye.....

Green dye......

Can't do Blue dye.

Purple dye.......

Pink dye......

Yellow will compliment my blue eyes like the sun and the ocean... But I would need to tone it down a bit, to not attract too much attention.

A tux would make me look nice..... And would give me an elegant vibe.

A white mask to cover my face. The look is complete.

*beep beep beep*

That's my alarm to head out.

I walked into a room, there sat 9 other people, plus 2 men with very vibrant hair colours.

I'm fashionably late, it's a trend ok.

"Thank you all for coming on time!" A vibrant blue-haired man said. His voice sounds familiar in the broadcast........ The annoying one.

"We will go over the rules. All gamblers will receive 500, 000 points, the money used in this game." A pink-haired man spoke after the annoying one, he was the less annoying on in the broadcast.

"Choose one person from each round and bet your points! But, you are only allowed to bet half your points at max! No more than you have! We'll be watching!"

"The more points you have, the more advantage you have!"

"Let's get straight no the point now. There are 10 gamblers, but there can only be 6 at the end of the individual competition."

"Bet wisely!"

"Betting will start at the beginning of each round, so you bet on a competitor in a group. If they plug in their sticks, you win. If they don't, you lose."

"Then once the individual rounds are done, we'll move onto the tournament finals!"

"Let's start!" They both said, but the blue-haired man said it annoyingly.

They left and we waited for it to start. People started conversing, glaring, waiting. Until my eyes landed on someone walking over to me.

"Hi, how are you?" Why is he starting a conversation with me, I don't even know him.

He wore dark wash jeans, with a white loose blouse tucked in the jeans. He had an eye-catching red tie that hung perfectly tied around his neck. Over all of that, he wore a beige trench coat that went down to his calves

His figure looked slender but tall, an ideal look for most men who weren't huge or hugely muscular. He looked tall because he wore black combat boots. Just by that, you could tell/imagine he was muscly, even under all the expensive-looking clothes.

His face had a defined jawline, and smooth skin that looked almost to perfect. His eyes were a chestnut brown, while his hair looked freshly cut in a sleek shave on the sides that faded into the back of his neck. While the top of his hair was longer and styled with gel.  It looked like he never fought before, an innocent man.

"Done checking me out? Huh?" His face came closer to mine, and for some reason, my cheeks heat up a little.

"What! I was not! I-" I stepped 6 feet away from him. You know, because-

"Sorry to tell you, but I'm not gay. But I'm sure you'll find that special someone in the future." he smiled.  

"And I told you-"

"So how is it? Being dead and all....." Damnit! Does he know, but how. Hwaryun said she covered everything up, and I needed to stay hidden until she told me so.

Screw listening to other people, I never did it anyways. I play by my own rules and listen to no one.

He stepped closer, closing the 6 feet distance between us. I smirked, and turned away from him, walking to a darkly lit side of the room. He wasn't going to follow me into the unknown darkness. 

I continued to step further away. He continued to close the gap until I no longer had anywhere to get away from him.

I was cornered, against a wall, as this guy continued to move closer. My heart beat faster and faster.

His face moved closer to my face, all of a sudden an image of my dream flashed before my eyes. What the hell! That shall not be brought up again!

His face was now beside my ear.

".... Khun Aguero Agnis." He finished the sentence from before. Damnit! He knows. Hwaryun is a useless piece of shit, only good for being a compass, or map.

"H-how do you know that...." Why do I feel so nervous?

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Published: June 5th, 2020.

Word count: ~1300 words

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