#matashi

My name isn’t that important but most just refer to me as ETU, ETU Sangrovaki. I always wanted the life of an interrogator when out of college, but that got royally fucked when the prices went up and my college fund went down the shitty drain. So, I settled for the slow life finding a simple job to pay the rent

Right now it’s 9:30 in the McDonalds on the corner of Kane Dr. It was enough to get a decent stay and clothes, but I’m still working my sorry ass off for what? 10 dollars!? There I was rotting at the counter taking orders and sounding like a broken record. Until very girly squeals were heard, I forced my head off to counter seeing a well-dressed 20 year-old man. He looked okay sporting short light brown and blonde hair, blue and green eyes, and a very cartoonish crown.

Multiple people rushed out in a second attempting to get a picture of him. What I didn’t know at the time was that, that was Lens Kane and egotistical, vain, and annoying bastard and not to mention my soon-to-be boss.

I rolled my eyes and clocked out of the job, leaving. I went to my falling apart stay and laid on the hard bed. It was now 11 pm, I stared at my phone scrolling on a random app until my eyes were drawn to a text. Opening it, shun a text that read “Saw you in that sad McDonalds so like a simple civilian I offer you a job with good pay and atmosphere.”

I sat there shocked reading the message read it over again. Assuming this was that of a dream I put my phone on the night stand and fell asleep. The next morning, I woke up to more notifications on the phone screen.

“HEY!”

“C’mon call me”

“Don’t be such a downer :(”

I sighed deciding to finally call him to see if it was a probable scam. In less than 2 rings the other line picked up.

“So you finally called, huh?” heard from the other line in a smug tone. “Don’t you worry I told your boss you took a day off.” “Who are you h-how did you get my number!!??” I whisper-yelled to not wake the neighbors in the complex. “Call me… Kane, and your number is unimportant. So you have a choice you can either enjoy your day off or see me at 1973 Kane Dr.”

I was in shock on what I heard a job with little to no hesitation (and barely any thinking) I responded “YES!” “Perfect then I’ll be seeing you at 7 sharp,” he said before hanging up. “Uh sure…”

I got up and got dressed in a t-shirt and puffy skirt and did my make-up. I stepped out of the apartment picking up some small breakfast. Walking over, I saw the building for a second then it disappeared. Blinking a few times, it just reappeared, “… odd…”  I mumbled entering the building with growing concern.

Going in, I felt the cold stoic air and sharp gust of the door closing. Shivering, I stepped forward my. legs collapsing immediately. As the cold tile engulfed my unconscious form, I snapped awake in an unfamiliar place. I ran out bumping into a small form falling looking up I see a guy with short gray-ish purple hair, a tan trench coat, and autumn colored scarf.

“Gyah!! s-sorry” he said meekly shoving a dollar bill in my face “T-take this a-as an apology!” I politely pushed the dollar bill away “No need… I wasn’t looking where I was going anyways… you here from that weird text to?” He shoved the dollar in his pocket,‌“Y-yeah… name’s Rosel Lengal.“ ”… well people call me ETU Sangrovaki…“

So I met a new person, now heading to Kane’s office we talked on the way. Finally we got there, seeing 14 other people like me and Rosel. Looking around there was very cliche furnishing and no one around other than us 16.

Out of nowhere, a TV screen came down revealing a shadowed face who looked oddly familiar to me. His voice started blaring from the speakers.

“Welcome! Future rats employees of [REDACTED] I’m Kane… well my last name is. Anywho,‌I’m proud t-”

“OI! WHY YOU BEING A FUCKING PUSSY AND HIDING YOU’RE DAMN FACE!?” A blonde boy with white tinted glasses yelled.

“Hey, no need to get violent here” Another boy with brown hair and lime colored eyes said.

“Ah… U-Raku Raku, energetic as always… passed that, take a paper from my desk and sign on the line at the bottom” The speakers said again.

All of a sudden papers fell on the desk a perfect 16 for each of us. We each took one, scanning over it thoroughly. Though in my peripheral, I looked at all the others. My eyes locked on a doctor looking older man, he was completely out of place from the others (even when there was someone very similar next to Rosel). I brushed it off, and finished my cheap reading going to sign it not reading the fine print.

I looked up at the TV, there was a bright screen that said.

“BRB put the paper in the slot in the TV”

So I did I put the form in the slot under the screen. Once, every one else signed and put the paper in its place.

“Perfect!” The screen came back to the recording, “Now your dorms will be on the first floor and work on the 2nd and 3rd. Now chop chop dinner will be in your dorms prepared by our lovely Kyle Terinoku, and there will be new day and night clothes. So, sweet dreams and get along-”

“HOLD ON!” A blonde and brown hair girl yelled, “Fuck you mean dorms I was told I’d be getting to MY home.”

“Ah so well about that you’re stuck.”

“WHAT!?” We all exclaimed.

“Yes stuck, and to get out well murder is the dying truth (pun intended) now shoo.”