6|Chaos

                                    

                                          
A/N: This chap is short, though I would double it this time. I hope you guys like it! Sorry if I made their characters a little OOC, I'm glad the reads are boosting up! Thank you, readers!
                          
"You motherfucker even dared to mention that in this type of situation!" (Y/N) flushed red, as she pushes away the guy harshly. They can't describe whether it's anger or embarrassment, but the boy in front of her assumes; both.
                          
"I ain't lying!" Takeru laughed before they could say anything more, their eyes started to feel drowsy, it was a hollow smoke coming out from the cat's mouth, completely shutting them all.
                          
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Y/N's POV
                          
I opened my eyes along with thousands of knives that were stabbing my head. I was in a room, a polished and white room with latticed windows. I groaned as I pulled my hair, I am tearing up; another hypnic headache has occurred. Shit. I stood up to stretch and rubbed my eyes, 
                          
It seems like all of those things aren't just a dream. It's real.
                          
And fucking traumatizing. 
                          
"Where the heck am I?" I ask myself as my eyes examined the place, there were four people, two of them are still lying on the ground, the other one who I assume is a guy, just recently rose and stood up.
                          
He looks familiar, with that height and hair...wait...
                          
He looked around and turn to my position, it's that bastard.
                          
"Oh, Ohayo (Y/N) san" It was Amaya Takeru, that shit even woke up like it's just a regular day. I glared at him and looked away, wandering around to find the exit.
                          
 "Hey, I just greeted you, what did I do to deserve that?" I heard him chuckle, as he smilingly kicked the guy in his way to wake up, a total psychopath.
                          
"AHH! What the hell?!" I heard the grunt. I attempted to open the copper-colored door, it won't open. I kicked it hard enough but it still won't budge. I scanned the door and found a keyhole, I guess it needed some sort of big key, this room is empty with no other things to use. 
                          
I'm guessing that this will only be open if we played another childish game. I clicked my tongue and curse at everything. 
                          
In all the other people to play with, why do I gotta be with this psycho?
                          
I heard all of them groan, I turned my head to them, it seem like all of them are already up. "Where are we?" A girl stuttered out as she scanned the room and the people. A guy with glasses stood up and approach the door beside me and tried to open the door too.
                          
"It won't budge, it seems like we're kidnapped and trapped here." He concluded as he fixed his glasses in dismay. All of us are strangers, the only one I know here is Takeru, and I don't like that he's here.
                          
"Step back." A demanding voice came from our backs, it was from that guy who Takeru kicked earlier, he seemed confident that he can open the door for his large and bulky form. He makes a stance and pushed the door with all force, his hands were now red from the strength he made.
                          
"You guys can keep trying there, it won't open anyway, "Takeru addressed from afar, sitting on the corner, with his head staring at the ceiling and his arms resting at his knees.
                          
 "We have to play the game for it to end, remember why are here?" It's eerie that he sounded excited, he does remember that the game that we're playing is death games. "Tch." I clicked my tongue, he's right, we need to play their filthy little games to escape this crap.
                          
"Hey, let's introduce ourselves first so we could tittle each other. " the guy with glasses suggested. "My name is Aizawa Ryonouske," he added awkwardly holding to his clothes.
                          
"Akane Yuri" 
                          
"It's Asai Mikazuki."
                          
"Tanaka (Y/N)" I was wondering why am I the only one with a different first letter surname. It was rather odd.
                          
"What's your name?" Asai-san ask Takeru, of course, he wouldn't answer. "Are you deaf-"
                          
"Ignore him." I sharply recommend, that man would define start a fight and kill him if he continued talking. Asai-san huffs and rolled his eyes.
                          
"Everyone look at this. " Akane-san called, gathering our attention. She pushed the floating button resulting in the screen to popped out.

                          
"-suddenly appeared all over the world in all national high schools..meanwhile a barge of terrorist attacks..no this is not a terrorist attack .. occurring simultaneously throughout the world.  The prime minister, from the official prime minister residence - can only be done by aliens- and all raising the nationals as 'dangerous '-" The glitching screen show stopped, it only gave us insufficient data. 
                          
Akane-San began to tremble and gasped, we were all horrified here. Except for that psychopath. 
                          
"We're doomed, we're all gonna die." Akane-San curled up and clenched her hair. I could only gaze at her, I cannot be attached to them.
                          
I know that one of us or even more would die.