《Byakuya X Reader》🍙Short Succesion🍙
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~꧁꧂~
'Big sis!' My little brother called out as he ran past the corner towards me, holding paper in his hands.
'Mph?' I chewed on my food.
'Look at this! I drew it!' He giggled as he held up a drawing I couldn't quite make out.
'Oh wow... that's a good... good...' I trailed off.
'Bug! It's a bug!' He giggled as she ran around him small circles. He was only 5 at the time. I couldn't have been more than 10 or 11.
I miss him. He was so small and sweet. He didn't even know what I did to help us survive... by now he must be... 8? No... 10? I can't remember... how long as it been since I last saw him?
~꧁꧂~
I woke up to the Monokuma announcement and sighed before I got ready for the day. Although I missed my brother, I didn't have time to think about those things. Today, we would have to explore the new floor that had opened up since... Hifumi died.
I met with Byakuya and embraced him in a hug before we could talk. 'Did something happen?' He looked down at me.
'No... I just felt lonely.. that's all!' I smiled as I took his hand, walking to the cafeteria/canteen. I sat down with byakuya and began eating breakfast before we set off for the fifth floor.
We started off by looking into the fifth floor Bio lab. However, unlike the labs I was used to. It was a morgue. I could smell the slight scent of death in the room and the freezing temperature to preserve the bodies. If chilled me to the bone. I walked out of there as quickly as I had entered.
Next, we arrived at a horrible sight. The classroom of 5-C. Inside there were blood stains and desks knocked over. I immediately recognised it as the room Junko made the student council kill each other in.
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'What the hell is this?' Byakuya said.
'I don't know... but it's horrible,' I lied, biting my lip as I did so. The smell of the blood reached my nose and I gagged.
'Maybe this was the tragedy the letter spoke about?' he suggested as I held onto his arm.
'Y... yeah,' I nodded as I looked away, the smell was really off putting. I pulled on his blazer and we left the room to go and examine the next one.
I gasped when I saw the gardens. I expected them to be dead by now, but they had been well kept and even the chickens were still there. It was crazy. The huge flower still loomed over me as it did when I first arrived. 'It's beautiful,' I murmured, my mouth agape.
'I usually don't see the beauty in such things as these, but, I can here. It almost feels as if we are free,' He sighed before looking over at me. 'I promise that one day we'll be able to stand in a garden like this one day, when we're free from this living hell,' He held onto my hands.
I smiled 'I'll be glad that when we're free, you'll still be there, even if everyone else goes their separate ways,'
'I'm sure even once we escape, we'll still run into them,' He chuckled slightly. 'Let's finish exploring the rest of the rooms, then we can go and read,'
'Of course!' I grinned.
The final room was a martial arts dojo. There were cherry blossom trees, There was a group of lockers with several martial art tools and then there was the other half of the room, it looked as if it was outside, but it was an illusion. There were targets and a small pond, however, it had no Koi. Sakura will love this room!
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I smiled as I held Byakuya's hand and walked downstairs. But before we could even arrive, the monitor switched on.
'All students please meet in the Gymnasium, immediately!' Monokuma said before he vanished.
'This can't be good,' I clutched onto Byakuya.
'Don't worry, you'll be safe,' he ruffled my hair before we walked to the gym.
As we entered I noticed something weird. On the floor were several pieces of rope. 'What is this?' I looked around.
'No idea. But, it can't be good,' Sakura said.
'Good morning my wonderful students! Now, I've been thinking! Since, I felt the last trial was a little... underwhelming, I've decided we'll have the next motive right now!' He laughed.
'The hell is wrong with you?' Mondo yelled.
'As you see, there's a lot of rope in front of you... and now, I need a volunteer!' Everyone stayed silent Before he sighed 'Y/N! Thank you for volunteering, he grabbed my hand, pulling me forwards.
'Wait What?' I tried to protest but he shut me up before he began to wrap the rope around my wrists.
'Tada! Meet your next motive! Construction! Until the next motive occurs, your hand will be bound together! Making everything so much harder... and if you happened to cut of break these bounds... well... that would just call for a punishment!' He warned.
'Now! Everyone get in a line! I need to tie your wrists!' He laughed.
Once everyone had their wrists bound he continued. 'You'll find everyday tasks so much harder! You'll struggle to eat, go to the bathroom, do... whatever you do during the day, you name it, it's harder!' He chucked.
'You piece of shit,' Mondo growled.
I walked over to byakuya, leaning my head against him as Monokuma went on before vanishing.
'This is going to be hard,' Leon complained.
'Well, we just have to make do with what we have for now,' Celeste instructed.
Then I remembered...
Kyoko... how the hell am I going to get to you now?
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