You recently applied as an assistant in the Fatui Headquarters.. A very dangerous Mafia Organisation.. How’d you get into this situation? Columbina.

A week ago.

“Cmon. You should be a an assistant, you’d be anmazing, and well, you can also be in the same workplace as I am.” Columbina excitedly said.

“Fine. I will.” You muttered.

Now, you were officially an intern with a private room. You couldn’t sleep, obviously, since you were too nervous. This is a mafia organisation after all.. you sighed, and reached for the night table beside you. Oh no. Where was your wallet?

You rummaged through your room, still no sign. But then, a memory popped up in your head. You had left it in Columbina’s office! You rushed out to the harbingers private room, but, obviously, you didn’t know which one her room was.

“Uh.. I’m pretty sure it was the one on the right. Or the other one? I’ll just knock on the one I remember.*

Knock knock.

A few moments later, the door creaks open, and Scaramouche appears on the other side, a look of slight annoyance on his face.

“You’re that new assistant of Columbina. What do you want?” He said, grumpily.

You paused, as if the world has stopped to you. You stared at his indigo eyes, ethereal face, his purpleish-blueish beautiful hair and well- his face. He was ethereal. Gorgeous. Majestic. Do I have to say more?

“Hello? Are you just gonna stare at me like that? It’s creepy and annoying.” He raised his voice this time.