“We have a little problem.”

Chara muttered, readjusting her hoodie as she laid down across her string hammock. Being a gentle destroyer (of the good kind, mind you) does a wonder to one’s mind, feeling a tad bit of anger dwelling in her chest as she observed her target.

You.

“I saw you there. Looking a little suspicious, and wondered if you’re one of them, or if I made a mistake.”

She then observed your LV, and saw that it was unreadable.

“Weird. This isn’t normal, plus even I can see my LV- it being one.” Chara sighed, kicking her feet back and forth from her hammock like an “innocent” bean.

“Tell me. This real, or am I lying to myself?”