i dreamt about this and turned it into a prompt, enjoy ??
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Eddy always thought this school has something weird in it, he just doesn't know how to explain or what to do with the information once he got it, once he knows how he will confront everyone but it seems that they really don't care about anything. His classmates, the teachers, they seem to be just hardworking, and barely even having fun outside. Not that he considered that as a psychopath behavior.
The first time Eddy knew there was something off about this school was that, it only taught about makeup. Of course that was indeed a very weird lesson to tackle about all the time. But everything in this school is about makeup, they teach about makeup and how they do it. He wanted to tell it to his parents but he doesn't know how to. He can't find the right words.
He was walking around the hallways, he can hear the chattering of students left and right, they all talk about makeups, they just have makeup magazines while Eddy had manga on his hand.
And there was one more weird thing about his class, his class adviser seemed to despise him so much. He doesn't know how to deal with that though. He was just clueless about everything, he felt like he was living a fever dream.
Who wouldn't be clueless, right?
Everything was so weird and unusual. He tried to shrug it off but he can't help but feel curious about it.
The ultimate rule in their school is,
The students in first floor cannot and are strictly prohibited to go to the second floor. But Eddy was wondering why it didn't have any barricades, or just to cover it up, to prevent students from breaking the rule, he never dared to ask though. And he probably will never ask anyone about it.
And he thinks he will find the answer to this question soon. And he was not wrong about that, when his adviser ordered him to do something. He really doesn't want to do it but he has to. During lessons, he had this seatmate that is named ... he sort of forgot. The boy doesn't talk a lot anyway, that's why he forgot. They never even had any conversations, ever. The guy was so strangely quiet, though Eddy wants to be friends with him, he's pretty shy about it.
And now, the boy interestingly watched him as their adviser asked Eddy to do something, of course Eddy saw that he was listening, he knows. "Eddy, would you bring Brett later after lunch? He always go upstairs, to the second floor and never comes back in class. So, do you mind? Do not worry about the rule, I give you the permission to go upstairs."
Eddy felt nervous now that two people are waiting for his answer.
"Uh, yes. I can get him. But who even is that?"
He saw his seatmate turned pale and turned his back to them. His eyes watched his teacher's finger like a hawk as she pointed to Brett's seat. And yep, his seatmate.
"Okay then Miss."
"Great, Eddy. See you later," She had that peculiar grin that Eddy hates so much. When she turned her back, he rolled his eyes. He knew this teacher hated him so much and would do anything to get him out of this school. He didn't even know what he did. He's pretty good at his studies, and very smart too, what's so upsetting about that? Maybe the part where he likes to explore things, and observe.
But why does he always go to the second floor after lunch? That's odd, Eddy thought. But then he get back to answering the worksheet given to them, that was all about makeup again. He doesn't even need makeup, psh.
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