It has been a few days since you entered this god-forsaken gallery, and you have already given up hope of escape; not your sister Ib though. "C'mon (Y/N)!" she yells, "Hurry up!" You look down at your (Shirt Color) rose, and look up to search for Ib, but she's gone.
"Ib!" you yell, but she's nowhere to be found. You've never liked being alone, much less in an abandoned gallery, with paintings that want to kill you. You hear soft singing and run towards it, but when you turn a corner, there is a blonde-haired girl in a green dress. She looks up from the oddly-colored bunny she was playing with, and a huge grin spread across her face.
"I'm Mary!" she said happily.
"I'm (Y/N)," you reply timidly. Mary looked at you from head to toe, and gasped.
"You're a boy, and you're my age!" she cried.
Backing away, you look at her and ask, "Is that a problem?" Mary grinned, batted her eyes, and snuggled up into you, causing a blush to spread across your face.
"Not at all (Y/N). I have just never seen a boy before, only read about them, she said, her face turning red as well, as she pressed against you.
"W-W-Well, it's been nice but I-I-I have to go find my sister," you stammer.
"You have a sister?!" she shrieked happily, "I'd love to meet her!" she says, enthusiasm in her voice, but you thought you saw something else in her eyes, something sinister.
"O-O-Okay," you stammer. The same look in her eyes, she took your hand in hers and tenderly squeezed it, causing yet another flood of red to your face, but not nearly as large as when she plants a firm kiss on your cheek; though to be fair, she blushes quite a bit too.
"Well let's find your sister!" she smiled. As she began to pull you down the corridor, she whispered under her breath, "You'll be mine forever, (Y/N)".