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↳ 『 CHAPTER THREE 』

CHAPTER THREE: BED OF LIES.
↳ "𝐼𝑓 𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛, 𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑. 𝑁𝑜𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑖𝑡, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑜."
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WARNING: THIS CHAPTER INCLUDES DRUG USE
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"I just wanna slide, huh, parties in the sky like it's 2055-"

My void eyes shot open, and I looked at my surroundings around me. For a second I forgot where I was, and I shot up from my bed in panic. "What the fuck is that awful song coming from?" I groaned once I realized I was at. My new room.

I looked out the window and saw that it was still dark outside, so whoever is playing that music is blasting it early in the morning. I looked over to my left to look at the alarm clock that stood on my nightstand. It read 3:30AM.

"Why would sacrifice, huh, knowing you could die? Ain't nobody by your side, huh?"

I groaned, grabbing the pillow and covered my ears. "Why can't they go to sleep," I whined. "I have to go to wake up at 7AM."

I threw my pillow at the TV in front of me in anger. I got up and slowly opened the door to my room, and peeped my head out. The hallway connecting me to Aizawa's room was white, and not that long. I creeped along the hallway and opened his door slowly, revealing a sleeping shirtless Aizawa. How he sleeps with that blasting music is beyond me. I closed the door slowly and looked down the hallway. This dorm was huge, but because it's the teacher's dorm I would assume he gets one of the special rooms. I followed the music into the living room of our dorm. The music must be playing in someone else's dorm.

Seething with anger, I opened the door to Aizawa's dorm and popped my head out to look around once again. The hallway was empty, and Aizawa's dorm was next to a vending machine. I checked to see if the door was locked — which it wasn't, and closed the door behind me quietly.

I looked down at myself to see if I was dressed appropriately. I'm in a different country so I'm not sure what the customs are over here and I don't want to disrespect anyone. I'm currently my sleepwear....oh well, I'm just going to confront the person with the loud fucking music.

The music began getting louder as I walked down the empty hallway of the campus. As I turned the corner to another hall, I smelt a familiar smell. My eyes widened. "Maryjane," I whispered to myself. I looked behind me to see if anyone was there and made my way to the door that is blaring loud music.