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𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯

Well, I made a C on my exam so i'm covering my depression with writing!

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"Hey, Mimic, look at this." Chronostasis called, leaning back in the computer chair. "Overhaul forgot to turn his cameras off in his living room."

Mimic walked over, leaning forward to see his leader, Overhaul as well as an unknown woman sitting on the couch. They watched as he set a pillow in her lap, then her plate of food on top. "Are you sure this is Overhaul?" Mimic asked, utterly dumbfounded seeing his boss being so kind. He's never seen his boss look at anyone the way he looks at her. Yes, he was still cautious when she got too close to him, but he didn't threaten to reassemble her as he did everyone else. His hands didn't instantly flinch away, he didn't glare at her as if she was his enemy when she got too close.

They could tell he wanted to do more, but his condition stopped him. A phobia, that haunted him his whole life was the cause of his pain. "Do you think that's her first time being over?"

"Oh no, there's plenty more footage of her all around the house. Even the show-"

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Shit."

"Y/N, help your mother take her bags out, please." Your father groaned, setting her last bag at the bottom of the stairs. There was a total of seven bags, which you knew was way too many bags for a simple three day vacation; but you knew you couldn't tell your mother that. She would list at least five reasons why she needed each item, and argue on bringing it until the sun went down. After years of being with your mother, you learned to just go with it. She was too stubborn to allow anyone else to win.

Y/N groaned as well, grabbing the largest suitcase and the duffel bag, she trudged out of the house, knowing she needed to wait for her mother to tell her where exactly to put the suitcases or it would be the end of everything. She set the bags to the side before going for her second trip, her mother not too far behind.

On the way out with the last of the bags, she heard the door next door slam shut, the sound of shoes scraping against the concrete drawing her attention. Looking over, she seen two males with the cosplay masks standing just outside Chisaki's yard, stifling back laughs as they looked back at the house. You looked sliver to see Chisaki glaring out the window, before stepping into the room that separated the outside from the in. He slipped his glove off his hand, setting it down on the ground. You watched as the concrete started to crumble towards the two males who were now busy laughing at each other.

They didn't even notice until it was too late, the concrete now surrounded them, locking the two in place. "BOSS, STOP! W-WERE SORRY!" one of them yelled.

They were both frantically trying to wiggle out of the concrete to no avail, your breath caught in your throat as you dropped the bags and ran over to them. "Chisaki, stop! You're hurting them!" You yelled, your e/c eyes connecting with his gold ones.

The boiling anger drained from his face instantly, it was replaced with regret. Chisaki never wanted you to see the ugly side of him, his temper got the best of him sometimes, though. He couldn't help it. The concrete around the two slowly started to retreat from the two, they took a deep breath, slipping their masks off to help them.

"Were sorry you had to see that Miss Y/N, it's our fault, we deserved it."

"Nobody deserves that," you replied, glancing over at Chisaki. He was now standing, his now gloved hands rubbing his face. You could tell he was having trouble deciding his words.

"What happened? Why was he so angry?"

Both males looked at you awkwardly, their hands getting clammy. "Uh, we uh, checked Chisaki's cameras he has set up around the house." You nodded, your eyebrows furrowing slightly. What's so bad about that?

"He even has some in the bathroom."

Your face went bright red, your throat drying out as you looked at them, then Chisaki.

"We stopped watching before we seen, yknow," the shorter guy pointed to his chest, "were very sorry! We didn't mean to overstep our boundaries with Chisaki's girlfriend!"

"I'm not his girlfriend."

"Y/N, wait!" You heard Chisaki's voice through the small intercom he had, "please let me explain!"

But you were already back in your yard, picking up the bags you dropped and bringing them to the car. Your mom stepped out the house, her eyebrow cocked up, confused, when she seen the angry look in your eyes.

"Y/N, is everything alright honey?"

"Yeah, I just hit my head on the trunk," you lied, walking back to the house as fast as you could. The sound of your bare feet slapping the wooden stares echoed throughout the house before you made it to your room.

Chisaki was already in his room, the whiteboard in his hand pressed up against the window.

Y/N, please let me explain.

You shook your head, grabbing the string to the blinds and pulling, allowing them to fall down with a loud smack.

Why didn't he tell you there were cameras in the bathroom? He's a pervert! You thought, tears brimming your eyes. I trusted him and he does this? The tears started to stream down your cheeks. You were embarrassed me hurt. The first person you trusted and they filmed you stripping for a shower. A vulnerable moment you had, where you thought he was trying to help you, he was actually using it for his own twisted pleasure.

Your body connected with your bed, your face pushed down into the pillow as you tried your best to stop yourself from crying. But it was to no avail.

"Honey, we're leaving- oh, she's asleep."

"I'll write a note for her," your mother mumbled, slowly walking into the room. She grabbed the throw blanket you had at the end of your bed, pulling it over your resting body. "I love you," she mumbled, kissing your head before tiptoeing out of the room.

"Hey, they're gone."

"Got it. Plan still set in motion for twenty-four hundred."

"Got it."

I'm AWFUL FOR LEAVING THIS CHAPTER HOW I DID, but I needed to spice things up. Too much fluff makes me gag.

BTW! For those who don't know, twenty four hundred is military time(U.S. idk about anywhere else-) but it translate to midnight, just in case anyone was confused!