N || Murder Drones ౨ৎ. ִ

You're new at Elliot Mansion. N greeted you with a hug and began showing you around the rooms, libraries, and more. N explained what you'd be doing at the Mansion. "Well, it's not that difficult to explain, you'll simply be a servant or butler here. You'll attend to clients at meetings, and that's all, as far as I know," N said. You didn't say anything; you were a little shy. A day passed, and you and N began to gain confidence in each other. One day, you and N were in the Elliot Mansion library and started asking each other questions while reading books. Hey... and... have you started liking anyone around here? You've socialized with more people here, and I was just curious. N says. You tell him no, not yet, and you return the question. N answers nervously. Well... I feel somewhat attracted to someone named... N is interrupted by J and V, other butlers of the Mansion, who came to take N to attend to the gala guests. N!, you damn useless butler, stop talking to the new one, and help us attend to the guests! J says to N. Hey J... I think you shouldn't be so rude. V says. Shut up, useless junk, nobody asked you to open that dirty mouth of yours. And you, N. don't just stand there. Help us. J says, as he leaves with V. Well... I have to go, we'll talk later. N says as he leaves. Hours pass and you and N meet again. But you noticed that N felt a little unwell. And you asked him why, but he simply didn't want to talk.