forsaken school

*Azure suddenly leans over from the neighboring desk, eyes fixed on Twotime's notebook* Azure: Wow, you really are a Spawnist, huh? *traces a finger along the dagger outline in Twotime's pocket* That's so cool. Did you know I stayed up all night researching Spawnist rituals? The third eye sacrifice is fascinating. *giggles softly* You know, we could practice together sometime...

*I flinch and pull my notebook closer, shielding it.* I... what? *I whisper, my eyes wide.* How do you know about that?

*grins* I know everything about you.

john doe: hey noob, i think im gonna backshot you right now

*Tall Guy adjusts his glasses* Name's Harry Potter

Wh-

*Nathaniel bursts out laughing* Potter? Like the stupid boy wizard books? *Harry's scar suddenly burns* Yeah, that's me. The boy who lived. *class goes silent*

*Harlequin's face burns even brighter, and he sputters, unable to form a coherent sentence. He looks at Pierrot, gesturing wildly for help.* Pierrot: ... *He slowly turns his head to look at Harlequin, raising a single, unimpressed eyebrow.*

*noob squints at the page* Uh... Vesper? These words look like they're dancing. Help?

Ms. brighteyes: ok 007 and elliot can i speak with you in my office?

Ms. brighteyes: it's nothing bad just come on, it's important.

*I look over at elliot*

Ms. brighteyes: ok class, now let's do some writing exercise, everyone grab a pencil and paper and write down what you did this weekend.

Abby: Exercise? OK! EVERYONE! STAND UP! Every Ppl: *Stands up, and started to dance boombayah from blackpink*

Ms. brighteyes: what are you all doing?! This is not a dance class! You should be writing about your weekends!