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[THIRD POV]

"W-Who was it...?"

Ushijima laid back against his chair, watching the woman in front of him slowly crumble. 

He loved watching her fall apart like this.

It was like heaven to his eyes.

"Why don't you guess who died?"

"That's terrible!"

"I'll give you a hint."

"They have a K in their name."

'Akaashi Keiji...'

'Tsukishima Kei...'

'Kozume Kenma...'

'Kuroo Tetsurou...'

'Bokuto Koutarou...'

'They all have K's in their names...'

She looks up at Ushijima; he was staring at her with amusement in his eyes.

'He's not planning to give me a real hint either...'

'Who... who died...?'

'And how...'

Her mind was boggling with all sorts of possibilities. She didn't know who died. Why they died. How they died. And what was going to happen next.

She was worried, she was scared, she was a balloon of emotions, ready to pop.

"I will leave you up to your imagination," Ushijma picks his chair up, folding it and setting it beside the cell of (Y/N)'s; he clearly showed that he knew who died, "Any of the men could have died, but they would have died for the same reason."

"W-What is that reason...?"

He gives her one look before turning away.

"You."

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

That was it for (Y/N). 

She couldn't do this anymore.

'I'm going to escape tonight.'

Her plans were the same. 

But her objective had changed.

She planned to escape back to Aoba Johsai. 

To find Iwaizumi.

And make him bring her back home.

Tonight would be the night she would escape.

And she didn't have anything.

Nothing but a map.

There was a nightly routine that happened between 23:00 to 6:00. At 23:00-00:00, the cafeteria would be filled with various sounds, all because of gambling. It would die down at around 00:30, and everyone would be in bed by 1:00. 

After 1:00, the main members of Shiratorizawa would do a night-patrol, specifically just to check if (Y/N) was still in her cell. That would take at most, ten minutes, leaving it to 1:10 for everything to be completely silent.

She saw no sign of Ushijima during the early morning times, so she figured he'd be asleep after 2:00. 

That meant that she could escape at 3:00.

The clock hit 2:30, and she swiftly got out of bed. She spent the next thirty minutes fiddling with the lock of her cell door. She used a plastic spork from one of her meals, burned it with the right angles of the sun, and then scraped it against the hard metal floor to give it the right shape. 

It seemed impossible, but to (Y/N), she didn't care.

She needed to see the five men.

Even if one of them had died.

She started to fiddle with the lock with her makeshift key; she was sweating, the clock was ticking and the moon was shining. 

She needed this to work.

'Twist it... turn it... go all the ways...'

'And soon enough...'

Click.

'The lock will become undone-'

It fell onto the ground, causing a loud noise to echo.

'-at least that is what people say...'

She mentally scolded at herself, gritting her teeth to try to listen if anyone were to wake up.

From the map, there were no people living in any of the rooms on the floor with and above her. 

But that didn't mean they couldn't hear it.

She quickly picked up the lock, shoving it under her bed. She then leans in, trying to hear if there were any footsteps near her. 

None.

She lets out a breath of relief; she wasn't caught yet, and that was good. 

She slowly creaks the cell door open, careful on trying not to make as much noise. It was an old, rusty cell door that could break off at any moment.

'If these guys are going to keep a captive-'

She eases out of the jail cell, completing the first part of her plan.

'-they should remake this jail... to make it less easy to escape...'

Now (Y/N) was out of the jail cell. 

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

'Phase two: get to the cafeteria.'

The first floor, where the cafeteria was, had the rooms of the members of the gang. This was especially hard to pass through, as she needed to be quiet.

She wasn't aware on who was a light sleeper or who was a heavy sleeper. 

She tip-toed her way down the stairs to the first floor, then she hid behind a wide pole before glancing at the cafeteria.

Its doors were open, wide open. 

She thanked whoever left them open for this particular night; after checking her surroundings, she passed through another set of stairs before entering the cafeteria.

There were a few lights left on, which was good because she needed some guidance. She had never been in that place before, but according to the map, the entrance to the field was straight from the entrance of the cafeteria.

Using her skills to stay quiet and walk towards the doors, she spots a set of double doors; their windows were clear, and she could see the moon.

'That has to be the field doors!'

She walks a bit faster, her eyes widening as she could already feel the fresh cold air of the winter night. She wasn't wearing any winter clothes to keep her warm, but she didn't care.

All she wanted to do was find Aoba Johsai and get help so she can see her beloved wealthy men.

She got ahold of the door, grasping it and pulling it. 

But she could not open it.

Instead, a bullet was shot, hitting the window and grazing her cheek. 

She was bleeding on the face, and she heard a loud cackle erupt from behind her.

"Oh deary, you are better than I thought."

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

She slowly turns her head around, holding her cheek that was bleeding. When she sees the figure come into the moonlight, her eyes widened.

"Wakatoshi is not going to be very happy about this..." Tendou sighs, holding the gun carelessly as he clicks his tongue repeatedly, "You, (Y/N), have been a very bad girl."

(Y/N) turns back to the field doors, trying to yank it open to try to escape from the redhead. 

"No use in trying; it was my turn in locking the doors tonight."

"You are so unlucky... I'm the only one, apart from Wakatoshi, that actually locks up..."

"If any other guy was on lock up duty... you would've actually escaped..."

"L-Let me out!"

"If you scream any louder, the others will become awake," Tendou wrapped his fingers around (Y/N)'s throat, squeezing it lightly and pulling her closer to him, "And you don't want all of them to come in here and decide your fate in front of you..."

"Do you?"

(Y/N) was scared senselessly; she was caught trying to escape, and the man who found her was some man she didn't even know.

"P-Please..." she begged, tears escaping her eyes as the pain in her cheek worsened, "I want to go home..."

"You have no home, you're just a wanted whore. A whore Wakatoshi has become very fond of for the last couple of days."

'He's... what?!'

(Y/N) tried pushing away from him and try to run away, but it was too late. Tendou wasn't bulky, but he wasn't weak either.

He spins (Y/N) around, pushing her against the cold door before holding her hands behind her back. He then drags her away, her body shaking as he pushed her into another room. 

Tendou shoved her onto a bed before locking the door behind him. He turns on the lights, and he grabs something off of a counter. He flicks it before turning to (Y/N).

(Y/N) slowly gets up, trying to stop crying and start moving. When she turns around, Tendou stabs her with a needle, causing her movements to become erratic.

Her legs stopped working, her arms stopped flaring, and her eyes stopped seeing.

The last thing she saw was Tendou holding her from falling; his red strands tickling her face before she fell into the state of unconsciousness. 

"Once a valuable package has been sent here..."

He lays (Y/N) down on the bed, tending to her wound on her cheek.

"And it's already opened..."

He covers her cheek with a band-aid, but he marks it with a large black 'X'.

"You can't return it."

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

(Y/N) wakes up with a pang in her head; she was aching terribly. 

But she wasn't laying down anymore.

She was sitting down; her hands in front of her were cuffed down to the table. 

'W-What's going on...'

Her eyes fluttered opened completely, adjusting to the bright light and to the two figures in front of her.

"Good morning," Tendou greets her, "You've been quite popular lately."

"H-Huh?"

"The boys were amazed at how you almost escaped this place."

"W-Wait-"

Suddenly, her mind replayed the events that happened just hours earlier; her eyes became glossy.

She had failed to escape Shiratorizawa.

"I am disappointed," Ushijima said, a hint of annoyance in his tone, "We have done nothing but keep you alive, and you try to escape behind our backs-"

"I want to go home!" (Y/N) yelled at Ushijima, "I don't belong here! I belong in the center city-"

"You belong no where," Ushijima interrupted her, "You are the collateral against those five wealthy men."

"C..."

"I don't care!" her reaction was surprising to both Tendou and Ushijima, "I don't care what I am or what anyone thinks of me!"

"Those five men have showed me that they've cared... they love me!"

'Even... even if they kissed some other whores...'

'Even... if they said that they didn't belong to me...'

'They've been protecting me... they've been promising to...'

'All those things I've said about them...'

'I take it all back...'

'I want to go home... home where they are...'

"So please..." (Y/N) cried, "Please let me go back..."

"I... I won't ask for anything else..."

Ushijima was pissed at the woman before him; he was angry that his plan to make (Y/N) break didn't work. She was still hung up on the men, crying for him to let her go so she could see them.

"No."

(Y/N) stopped sniffling.

"You're staying here," he ordered, "Whether you like it or not, you will be living here for the rest of your life."

"You can't-!"

"Satori," Ushijima turned to him; the latter hummed, "Brand her."

(Y/N)'s heart stopped completely.

"Hmm?"

"Brand her; get the brand that has my name and brand her," Ushijima got up, his chair screeching as it slammed against the wall, "I want you to make it hurt as much as possible."

"N-No-!"

"Shut the hell up," Ushijima gripped her chin, forcing her to look at him, "You are my property now. You don't need to see anyone but me."

"Do you hear me?"

She shook her head, trying to release herself from Ushijima's grip.

"Fine," he let go of her, frowning, "You will get punished either way."

He leaves the room shortly after; Tendou leaves too, but he returns back quickly, with a steaming hot metal rod in his hand.

And inscribed on it was none other than the leader of the Shiratorizawa's.

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

"I messed up I messed up..."

The man was murmuring to himself, pacing back and forth in his room. He bit on his fingernail, shaking his head and nearly crying.

A painful scream was heard from the corridor, it made the man bite so hard on his nail, his finger ended up bleeding.

"Fucking hell!" he screamed at himself; another scream was heard, followed by muffled crying.

"She's getting hurt... and it's all because of me..."

'Tendou had stayed up last night since he was on lock up duty when he heard something fell... he investigated... and he saw her leaving her cell...'

'Tendou found her at the field doors... where he nearly shot her in the head if it weren't so dark...'

'Now she's getting branded... branded because I didn't tell her the schedule of the nightly duties...'

Tears fell down his cheek, but he wiped them off before turning back to his desk.

He took out a piece of paper and a pen, writing hastily on it. 

'I will continue to help you... so please... take these letters and use them carefully...'

His hand hurt due to the training he has been enduring lately.That is what made his writing terrible. It was still legible, and he had hoped (Y/N) would be able to read it.

He was sick too, very sick. He was coughing left and right, but no one really paid attention. They all thought he just had the flu or some winter sickness that would go away.

"Well, her escape was unsuccessful, but she did succeed in making it to the field doors..."

Finishing up the paper, he folds it. He slides it in his pocket, and he opens his door, walking towards the jail cells.

His eyes wandered to the woman in Tendou's arms; she was back to being unconscious.

'Her mind and body must be tired due to the amount of drugs they have been giving her...'

'Moreover... Ushijima has been talking to someone lately...'

He watches as Tendou brings her back up to a new jail cell, one that had a metal door instead of bars. The door closes behind the two, where the man could not see her again.

'(Y/N)...'

The man balls his fists up, gritting his teeth as he walked towards the field doors.

'You need to leave this place.'

'Now.'

「❮𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮𝓭...❯」