Y/N FINALLY ARRIVED at her apartment building to only see an eviction notice taped onto her door. She forgot to pay her rent again.
"Oh great," she sighed as she pulled the piece of paper off the door and read it. She mumbled some words as she did so whilst entering the room.
Y/N exhaled when she read that she only has two days to get herself out of there. She ran her hand through her H/C hair. "Well I guess there's no point in going to bed then.." She muttered to herself.
With that, she grabbed her big black duffle bag and started packing most of her stuff. Mainly her essentials and her clothes for now.
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She let her motorbike lead the way. Of course, to the place where she was sure they would let her stay. At least until she finds a new flat.
She halted her Black Triumph up in front and took off her helmet. She looked up at the building she used to live since she was 8 years old, "Home, sweet home," She exclaimed sarcastically. Y/N got off her bike and took her bag with her. She opened the gate and stood in front of the door.
The girl took a deep breath before she knocked. Here we go.. she internally said to her self as she knocked on the door four times.
She retracted her hand back to the strap of her back and waited patiently. To her, it seemed so weird coming back here. After all of the things her deceased father did to her and the rest of them.
The door was opened by their trusty butler, Pogo. "Miss Y/N?" The chimp was surprised to see her visiting in the middle of the night. He thought she'd arrive the next day for the funeral.
"Hi, Pogo," The girl greeted calmly with a sad smile. Her 'father' died after all. He may not be the best dad she could ever had, but he was still her father. He took her in, raised her like how he did with her siblings, and gave her a home.
"You do know the funeral service starts tomorrow, right?" Pogo questioned. Y/N nodded.
"I-I just need a place to stay. At least until I find myself a new apartment." She explained. She was feeling timorous about this.
"Very well, come in, miss Y/N." Pogo widened the door for her to enter. The girl hesitantly walked in like it was her first time entering this household. She looked around and said, "Nice to see nothing has changed around here.." Memories of them training came flooding back to her system. Her siblings might not feel the same way, but she felt home again.
~17 years ago~
Nietzsche once said: "Man is as a rope, stretched between the animal and the superhuman. A rope over an abyss.
The children, except for Vanya who was beside Sir Reginald, were at the bottom of the staircase waiting for their father's signal. Reginald was writing something over his book before he did so.
It was a dangerous crossing, a dangerous looking-back, a dangerous trembling and halting."
As soon as he was done, he closed the book and looked over Vanya as a signal to blow the whistle.
When she did, the other seven children started running up the flights of stairs.They were racing each other to the top as if there was a prize for it if you finish.
As much as you strive for your individual greatness, and strive you must, it won't come to you of it's own accord..
Diego was ahead of them and Luther was second. They were all trying so hard to get to the top. All of them were competitive unlike Y/N, who was at the very back of them, although she was thinking of an easier way to be ahead of them.

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Not Even Close || Number Five x Fem!Reader
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