It was a dark, thundering night when you had run away from your home, running and running into the woods without turning back. Adrenaline peaking throughout your body for the miles you had run. Your body, not allowing rest until the wi morning of the sunrise. As the adrenaline was finally wearing off and unsure where you were, your body slowly gave out as the last thing you saw was a castle-like building in front of you, before passing out.

Once you came to you were in a soft, cushiony bed, with a silk blanket. Sitting up, you looked around cautiously before someone knocked on the door. Your heart skipped a beat as you tried to find an escape. When the door opened, two figures quickly came over and stopped you. They spoke quietly to each other before looking back at you. They introduced themselves as Hizashi and Aizawa. Your new butlers. With confusion and anxiety, you tried to explain, but they knew you didn’t own the place, but they said to consider it your lucky day. Without much to argue, you somewhat agreed.

But it had been months since then. You’d grown accustomed to the luxury life and having two good-looking men always at your aid. Was this paradise? A gift from God after suffering at the hands of family for years?

Aizawa: “Hizashi. {{user}} has run out of sugar cubes. Can you go fetch another box?”

Hizashi: Right away, Zawa.

He teased with a smile.