10 years ago.

You remember waking up, staring at the pristine white ceiling. Startled, you sat up quickly and gasped, clutching at your leg. You hissed and yanked off the bed sheets to reveal your sprained ankle and your bleeding side.

"Wha-?" you started.

Suddenly, a knock at the door brought you back to Earth.

"Hello?" a voice called

"A-Ah, yes? Please, come in." you replied, gripping the white covers tightly between your fingers. Then, the person you least expected to see again, stepped into the room. His silver hair covered half of his face which also held a mischievous smile. It was the man you met for a brief moment at the party last night.

"Hey, you're-" you were cut off when a seething pain entered your injured side.

"It'd be best not to move for a while. You will heal eventually, seeing as the bleeding didn't come from any of your vital organs. You also barely tore the tissue in your right leg. You should be glad you even made it out of that fiasco with your life, (y/n)." he said with a smile

"I-I suppose so…" Your eyes widened "Wait-how did you know my name? I've only met you once; and that was for five seconds!" you said with a worried expression. The mysterious man just smirked and lowered himself to your eye-level.

"Well, don't you know where you are, my dear?" he asked.

You took a moment to scan your surroundings and finally shook your head.

He rose to his feet once more with the same sly grin.

"Welcome to Pandora."

10 years later.

You stared at the ceiling of your room that Pandora had provided you to use at the time you first arrived. For the past half-hour, that was all you did. Pandora had not given you a mission or tack in at least a good two hours. That was unusual. So, you had mostly been reading to yourself to kill time. Tilting your head, you gaze shifted to the mass amount of books you owned. Sometimes you would go to a local market after completing a mission in that town to pick up a new book for yourself. It felt nice to hold a brand new hard-cover novel for the first time. However, one book in particular caught your attention on the shelf. The spine of the book was rugged and torn from years of wear and tear. You stood, walking over to the shelf. Once the book was in your hands once more, you smiled sincerely and graced your hand over the worn out pages of the novel. The words were faded and smeared, but still vaguely readable. Just then, your mind went free and you began wondering what it would be like to live in that situation. You started imagining a room that flooded with the scent of lavender. You slept silently, close to death. All of the sudden, a tall man with dark, shoulder-length hair burst into the room. He panted heavily, as if he had just ran to get to where you lay. He rushed to your body, worried and pale. The man's face flared bright red as he gradually lowered his lips to yours. Only then did you see his face. You jolted awake from your daydream. Who was that? You could barely remember, but you knew that face from long ago. You were so young that you couldn't remember. Your chest clenched tightly at the memory.

What was this feeling?

Nostalgia?

Maybe…

Your thoughts were then interrupted by a loud commotion outside of your room. You rushed to your feet, pulling the door open to briskly grasp the source of the commotion by the crook of his arm.

"Xerxes Break?" you rose a brow in a mix of confusion and interest.

"Ah! (y/n)-chan! Perfect timing! Would you like to assist me in something exciting?" he asked with a sly grin and overflowing enthusiasm. You shivered thinking as to what made him smile like that. Reluctantly, you agreed to help him with whatever he needed your assistance for.

"Oh, but surely you wouldn't want to get your uniform sullied." he smiled and pulled on your wrist, to drag you back into your room.

"Please wait a moment." he insisted.

You sat on your bed and sighed in exasperation. What were you getting yourself into? You could only imagine what Xerxes left the room for. Just then, he stumbled back into your room with a white and black dress in tow. "Here. Made just for the occasion." he said.

"What? Wait, what occasion?" you rose a brow. It wasn't your birthday, and you didn't have anything special planned for today. What could Xerxes possibly be thinking right now?

Emily snickered "That's a secret! Dummy!" she exclaimed.

"Wh-What did you say, you beaten up rag doll?!" you balled your hands into fists.

"Now, now. Emily was just teasing. Right, Emily?" he stared at the the doll on his shoulder

"Of course! Dummy!"

You glared at the doll; then at Break.

"Let's just get this over with, Xerxes." you crossed your arms and placed the dress on your bed.

"Do hurry, (y/n). We have a limited time for what I have planned." he smirked once more before closing the door with a click. You took a moment to look over the dress that he had handed you. It was a gorgeous dress, no doubt. You slipped the mass of fabric on with no trouble. When you looked at yourself in the mirror, you gasped in surprise. It fit perfectly around your figure. The dress was a black and white gown with a long, layered white skirt with black ruffles at the bottom of each layer. The chest area was a low collar with black ruffled stretching from one side of your body to the other, gently cascading over your bosom. The back of the dress was open, showing off your pale skin. To top off the outfit, you had placed a small black ribbon to tie your long (h/c) hair into a small ponytail; along with three blue roses placed in your hair among your bangs. You peered down at your boots that barely came up to hug your ankles. You smiled at yourself in the mirror, then exited your living space with something in your hands.

After a while, you followed him out to the courtyard out at the front of the building.

"Excuse me, (y/n)-chan?" You turned to the male for a brief moment. "Would you mind waiting in this carriage for a bit?~ I'm actually waiting for another guest to help me in this particular task." he chuckled and assisted you inside the carriage. With the door closed, you pulled out what you had been hiding from him. Your favorite book. Looking out the window of the carriage, you spotted Break speaking to someone whose back was facing your direction. The man wore all black, along with a hat with a peculiar shape and brim, but you didn't judge. Xerxes seemed to be laughing at something that the taller man had said. You grinned at his reaction and closed the blind, smiling at your book in your lap. It wouldn't hurt to read a couple pages before you left, right? You shrugged and continued to read from where you left off before. After a chapter or two, a knock was heard, followed by a quick jerk of the door. You quickly shut the cover of your book, holding it upon your lap. The man who wore all black stepped into the small carriage and sat on the seat opposite to where you were. It was a bit difficult to maneuver around, since both of your knees were touching his. They were almost in between his thighs. You blushed slightly at this. Break smiled and wove a sleeved hand outside of your space.

"Oh? I suppose this is the first time you two have officially met~" He gestured to the male that sat across from you and then in your direction. "This is Raven, my associate. Raven, meet Miss (y/n)."

You nodded at the black haired male apprehensively. The man, named Raven, smiled at you graciously and tipped his hat. You had to admit, he was a handsome individual. He must have had a girlfriend or something to that extent. The silver haired man shut the door with a disturbing chuckle.

No explanation.

No reason.

Nothing.

Nothing but a vague favor.

I'm so sorry that I took so long to update! I got a new laptop recently and I had to download a whole bunch of crap onto it! Not only that, the drafts for my stories were deleted off of my old laptop so I had to write a different chapter entirely! I hope you like this, guys! Look forward to the next chapter!
XOXO
Kayvee