(I'm sorry if My English is bad, it's My 3rd Language, and I'm going through a tough Time now so sorry for Mistakes!đ ) I wake up in a strange Bed, it's not Mine but it has My Name above it. I get up and look around the Room, it's Pink, IT'S FUCKING PINK. I can't with this shiiđ but, Pink is pretty close to red so I'll just Gaslight Myself that it's Red instead. I go through the closet and- oh shit it's a Pink skirt, a PINK SKIRT, well... I'm probarly in another world and Toxic Masculinity is scared of Me... sooo... I smirk and put The skirt on, it's pretty short but I fucking Love it, I put on a Grey sleeveless Top(you know these tight shirts without sleeves? I'm talkin' 'bout them) and a white cardigan feeling all cute and shit. I wish I had somebody to see Me Like thisđ I brushing My Hair and put on a few My Melody Pins on, I guess I'll have to Match this stories FMC's Freak- yeah, I'm just making Excuses at this point. I check The Notes on My Phone AND HOLY SHIT IT HAS THE CUTEST PINK PHONE CASE EVER, but back to The Notes. I see one's from Today, I click on it and read "dear Muzan you're here because I feel like it, this is a Mafia Romance and since I know that you Like to read you're a bOoK wRiTeR, anyways you're pretty damn young Like any dark Romance FMC but instead of freshly 18 you're 19, I know so generous of Me! Anyways Baiiii!" oh, this Bi- but Life I guess, I'm kinda Hungry... I go to The Kitchen and look for something to Eat, I'm feeling like eating Milk Bread so I take My Wallet, see how much Money I have and OH SHIT I'M RIIICHHHH, I go out.
