Corruption - AU!Saja Boys X Fem!Reader - Prologue
Here it is! This story is gonna be super slow at first gotta set everything and everyone up! 0w0
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PROLOGUE
You gazed out the window watching the fields around you whizz by, loud music playing through your worn headphones. Your suitcase wobbled in the overhead compartment as the train sped towards the city. You could hear general chatter around you from others, talking about their destination to their friends and families. Your hands gripped the hot drink cup in front of you tightly, nerves getting the better of you now that the day had finally arrived.
You were on your way to your new university in the City. You had visited the big city a few times but you never thought you’d be able to live there even if it was just for university. All of that changed after your grandmother died a year ago, after she passed there was nothing left for you in your small village so you decided; you were going to go and study illustration in the city and make something out of yourself.
Before your grandmother had passed away she would’ve never let you go to the city for university, she always told you that you were too pure, too innocent for such a place. Her and other members of your family had always hid you from most of the world, you never got to watch R rated movies, never got to date boys and never got to do anything for yourself. Grandmother would always try to cheer you up if you ever felt sad about it though, she’d nag you into making cookies and cupcakes with her or you’d go for a walk through the field’s to go and see the neighbours goats. She always made sure the other members of the family were never too harsh on you and whenever you cried she’d sing to you and brush through your hair. Sure she kept you sheltered, she wanted you to stay pure and locked away in the village but she loved you so much and she shew you that every day. You were grandmothers sheltered little angel; that was until she passed.
Once she was gone your Auntie and Uncle started to look after you. They would force you to wear mostly white, never any purple, if you even glanced at a boy you would get lectured and they kept telling you that if you were ever corrupted the whole world would pay for it. You never understood them and they were harsher than your grandmother had ever been with you, so you applied for this university behind their backs. When you got accepted you hid your packed suitcase deep within your wardrobe, you left your old mobile phone on your bed; you had bought a brand new one the day before and you left before they woke up.
It had been hours since you had left their home now and there was a small fear in the back of your mind that they would somehow find you but you told yourself even if they did you were 18 now you could do whatever you wanted. You took a deep breath and sipped at your drink, your eyes flicking up at the overhead screens in the middle of the cart to say which stop was next. You only had a couple more stops to go before you needed to get off, then you’d have the monumental task of trying to find your university and dorm rooms.
Your eyes glanced around the train cart, trying to figure out if you could spot anyone who was going to be going to the same university as you. Your eyes skimmed past different passengers, some your age, sitting with tired looking parents, others older, typing away on their laptops, probably on their commute to work at this time in the morning.
The only other people that seemed to not be with adults and could be going to your university were three girls who had gotten a seat with a table, the small wooden table covered in wrappers from various foods they had been eating. There was one sitting on the side closest to you, her long pink hair tied in two half pony tails either side of her head, an oversized black hoodie covering her form. Two were sitting opposite her, one with one long purple braid talking to the pink haired girl and one with her dark hair tied into two low space buns starring at her phone excitedly. When the dark haired one’s eyes rose from her phone they caught sight of you for a moment, your eyes quick to dart away in panic; you didn’t want her to think you had been staring at her.
You kept your eyes focused out of the window for the rest of the ride, not wanting to look weird to anyone who might be a future classmate. It wasn’t too long before the train stopped at its final destination in the middle of the city, about a 15 minute walk away from the uni. You were quick to rise from your seat, grabbing the two bags from near your feet, slinging the ruck sack onto your back and the other one over your shoulder. You reached up and grabbed your suitcase next, the combined weight of all of your stuff plus the art supplies you had bought for your course making you dread the walk to your new home. After shoving your drink cup into one of the train bins you followed the que of people off of the train, careful to not hit anyone with you trio of bags.
As soon as you left the safety of the train you found yourself in a crowded station, hundreds of people speed walking around to their desired destinations. The sound of suitcase wheels, peoples rushed footsteps and overlapping talking was quick to crowd you, overstimulation hitting you as you tried to find somewhere out of the way to stand. You wondered over to the nearest clear wall pulling your bags and suitcase flush against you as you grabbed your new phone to find out whereabouts you were headed. As you tapped the google maps app you felt a silent dread drop over you, like someone’s strong gaze was boring into your very soul.
You took the time to quickly scan the area but you couldn’t find any eyes on you, even if the feeling wrapped around your chest and made you shift uncomfortably. You dropped your vision back to your phone typing in the address of your dorm and patiently waiting for your directions. Luckily when the blue line appeared on the digital map it seemed pretty straight forward, the line being mostly straight with only a couple of turns. You smiled and carefully moved from your spot against the wall, ready to follow your phones precise instructions to your destination.
However when you looked up from your phone you saw someone through the crowd, they looked different than everyone else around. He was standing against the far wall, across a collection of train tracks, his black hair framing his pale face. His eyes stared straight at you through the crowds of strangers between you, the golden orbs sending an ominous shiver up your spine. Your breath hitched and your body went cold, something inside your mind screaming that something was dreadfully wrong, that you were in danger. With one blink of your wide eyes the figure was gone like he had never been there to begin with, just an illusion of your tired nervous mind. You willed yourself to calm down, trying to convince yourself that that was all it was; a tired hallucination. Though as you went on your way you still felt his yellow eyes following you, watching every single move you made.
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