07:45
Upon entering the school at 07:50, a stranger will approach you. Name, Guido Mista.
And at that time it happened,
"Hi, are you new here?" An angelic smile grew on his lips as he spoke to me, "Yes." I said quietly but audible enough for him to hear, "Ah. I'll escort you then. If you don't mind." His smile beamed. I nodded, agreeing to his offer. He doesn't seem like the type of person who'd murder.
"The name's Mista. What's your name?" He grew curious, "Y/n L/n."
"Cute." He smiled and continued, "If you're curious on where we're going, we're going to the secretary to get your timetable, textbooks, class number and locker number and combination."
Of all the information you gave me on this boy, you failed to tell me he's a chatterbox.
"Alright." I'm sure by now he's noticed that I've shown no emotion in my expression and I've spoken without any emotion as well.
"I'm sorry the walk is so long. This is a rather large academy. The largest in the country actually but I'm sure you already knew that." He walked with his hands behind his head and he looked up to the ceiling, confident that he wasn't going to bump into anything or anyone.
We reached the secretary's office and collected my information. It was handed to me in a large, brown envelope.
08:05
Mista assesses your information, excited about you being in all of his classes and about your locker being next to his.
I carefully and quickly wrote it down trying hard not to capture the young boy's attention by acting almost suspicious.
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09:45
Bruno Bucciarati approaches Fugo Pannacotta and discuss events from the night prior. The boys will then approach Mista and introduce themselves to you.
Once I've completed writing the information she gave I turned to Mia who is furiously writing the notes teacher had left on the board for us.
He's peculiar don't you think? Such a chatterbox yet he's so indulged in his work not focusing on anything else. Such a stran-
"It's rude to stare." His angelic smile appeared again, "Excuse me." I apologised and turned to face the window. I remained emotionless. I could feel his gaze burning holes in the back of my head, "What is it?" I turned to face him.
"Nothing." He smiled and continued his with his notes. What an odd boy but I sense he knows something I am yet to find out about.
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Deadly
FanfictionY/n L/n is an oddball with a strange outlook on reality and life itself. Due to her bizzare character, her destiny leads her to cross paths with Giorno Giovanna. With the voice in her head guiding her and the dangerous life he is one of the most el...
