[A Dark Secret Lies Upon This Academy]

[Chapter 7]

*time skip from previous chapter*

4 kids sitting on a bed, gears rotating in each of their heads. All have different strategies to win.

One examines his cards and a wide smirk slapped across his face. The person beside him became uneasy. But that doesn't mean he'll give up. He just have to come up another strategy.

A pile of cards in the middle. The top one is blue colored and a number 1 on it.

Then, another card with also a 1 on it covered it. "I win." Groans ensues the room.

"You always win, Ranboo. I bet you cheated." Tommy squinted his eyes at the proud kid.

"How do you do that?" Jack collected the cards and shuffle them around. He sprayed the cards to the air. "I just make strategies and things in my head." Ranboo blushed a little, not used to be the center of the crowd.

"Do give us tips and tricks." Tubbo came close to Ranboo's face. As he was about to answer, the door slammed open.

The matron caught them playing cards in the middle of the night.

"What are you boys doing? Go to sleep! Also, make sure to study." She turned off the lights and left. "Twat." Tommy rolled his eyes, the others giggled.

"Let's stay up till next morning." Tubbo suggested. "Pog!" Tommy grinned. "Take strolls through the whole school and cause some chaos?!" Ranboo proposed. "C'mon then, what are we waiting for?" Jack scrambled off the bed.

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*a few hours earlier, 7.30 p.m.*

After half an hour of talking and joking around, Wilbur and his friends decided to go study at the library.

"Hello, Mr. Middleton!" Eret, Fundy, and Quackity bowed at a middle-aged man. He bowed back at them, giving them a sweet smile.

His body is fairly normal, quite short if you asked Wilbur. But who is he to judge him? Anyways, his brown hair complement with his blue eyes. Mr. Middleton donned a plain light gray sweater with black pants.

"How can I help you?" The elder questioned. "We're just gonna study here. Y'know, mid-term exams." Fundy replied.

"Yes, of course. And you must be Wilbur Minecraft." Mr. Middleton ruffled Wilbur's hair. "Indeed, sir." Wilbur nodded. He's clearly not used to this kind of affection from other people.

"Make yourself at home, children. I'll make some tea or perhaps hot cocoa for you." The librarian went into a room behind him.

The 4 boys found a small table that can fit at least 5 people. They split into 2 groups for finding books. Wilbur followed Fundy around this vintage library.

"Mr. Middleton's really really nice. The opposite of the teachers that I've met." Wilbur began talking.

"He is the nicest person in here. Mr. Middleton, or Daniel Middleton, just came here 3 years ago. The kindest and most patient person I've ever met. Although, he prefer us calling him Dan, we gave respect to him. He's laid-back and serious at the same time. He is very unique." Fundy rambled.

The brunette hummed thoughtfully, Mr. Middleton's now his favorite person. He went back scanning for History books. While Fundy is searching for Foreign languages' ones.

Then, Wilbur stumbled upon a stray guitar. It's leaning on the book that Wilbur's trying to find. "Oh, whose guitar is this?" He picked up and inspected the instrument. "That's Mr. Middleton's. He sometimes play the guitar." Fundy explained. Wilbur picked the books as well as the guitar. He seem struggling with it.