Work Text:
Hajime is not a superstitious man but he's starting to believe that the number 13 really is bad luck. But of course, the supervisor of building 13 has a least favorite cell: cell 13. Home of four of the worst criminals out there: teenagers.
The unending voices coming from between the bars was bad enough. But dread pools in his gut when they are quiet.
Panic sets in and he feels like he's going to vomit. He rushes to the cell surprised to see the napping teens. Thankfully no escape attempts today.
These kids will be the death of him.
