Unexpected Love

Proluge

White, the color white was all (Y/N) had known since she was born. From the moment she could properly form long term memories, she had lived in a white room with very little inside. All she had was a bed and a toilet. Even her clothes were white, making everything feel lifeless. There was no sound in her room, all she had were her thoughts. (Y/N) hadn't known anything else besides the lab she had been kept in, she never had the chance to be a child. The man who claimed to be her father, All for One, only saw her as an object. She was used for experiments every day, being put through things that left her writing in pain, begging for mercy. Yet, she revived none.

Her days were all the same; wake up, eat breakfast, endure whatever awful experiments she would be put through, be brought back to her sell, eat again, then sleep until it all repeated the next day. She used to cry and beg for someone to help her, but after five years of torture, she had given up. After all, this place was all she knew. The lab was her world, her home. All for One was the only parent she had, her only purpose was to be used as a tool. (Y/N) often wondered if there was anything outside of the hell she called home, she wished she could find out.

Yet, she would never know. Her body aches as she sat on her bed, staring blankly at the wall across from her. She could never tell what time it was, she didn't know whether or not it was day or night. There were bandages wrapped around her arms, legs, and neck, as well as a collar being kept around her throat. Feeling tired, she laid down to rest as much as she could before she was tortured once again. As she did so, (Y/N) silently prayed that somehow, she would escape.