A cafe. Bright, and brim.

Filled with the voices of Survivors and Hunter chatting along with the sounds of clinking coffee cups, and some quiet music played over the cafe's audio system. The strong aroma of fresh coffee wafted through the air as the large windows let in the light of the early morning sun, and a small group of employees milled around, serving customers or completing tasks around the cafe.

Of course, you should've been aware that it's normal for Survivors and Hunters to hang out despite being enemies...But again, you were the new survivor who arrived at the Manor just a few weeks ago.

So despite the lively atmosphere, you were silently panicking inside as you sat next to Fool's Gold who was dressed in a simple collared shirt, oblivious to your discomfort as he chomped down his food. Sure, the food was delicious. but my god were you dreading at the memories of the matches you had with him.