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【𝐏】𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

• 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 •
Welcome to the Villains' World

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The two of you found yourselves walking along the halls of the building, trying to find your way in such complicated directions. However, after searching for a couple of minutes you both arrived where Ace's class might've been. Grim then impatiently opened the door of the classroom, while you followed right behind him. Although your lips had pressed tightly into a thin line when the classroom was already empty, a look of confusion was written on your face.

"Ah, there's no one here!?" You heard Grim shriek upon noticing the current problem and you huffed out a breath. Eventually you suspected something like this, there's something in the students that you couldn't place your hand on.

"No, I'm here."

A voice of a man suddenly spoke. Turning to where it is and who it might've belonged to, your hues landed on the painting attached to the wall, causing your eyes to widen like saucers at another unexpected thing you have experienced in this strange world. Anything would often catch you off guard.

Still peculiar to your own liking.

"Fffgyyyaaa! The picture talked!" Grim screamed in fear, and rubbing your poor ears gently with a slight grimace, you glared lightly down at him. "Calm down, will you?"

"What's this? It's not uncommon for us paintings to talk at the academy. The Wall Lady over there and that Gentleman over here, everyone can..." The man in the painting raised its brow in anticipation. "Us portraits can speak because we have a mouth. That's normal, you know?"

"Though normally, paintings don't speak..." You muttered to yourself. Unluckily for you, you've said it a bit loud causing the man in the painting to still hear your words loud and clear.

"Your 'normal' and mine differ in regards to our quirks so isn't that true?" You were taken aback at the remark yet nodded nonetheless, grinning as you did so from your fascination.. "Well you do have a point. I apologize, Sir."

The man in the painting hummed, affirming the apology and moving on to the main topic at hand. "Now that aside, who are you looking for?"

"A student named Ace Trappola. He has a heart marked on his face, messy yet noticeable ginger hair and a rude one at that." You answered, making sure to describe every detail of the other troublemaker you've met today. Meanwhile the man in the painting hummed in thought.

"I know him. He's one of the freshmen that started today, he went back to not too long ago." A shocked look cascaded on both of your faces as Grim immediately turned to you who had a cold look on your narrowed eyes. He can still remember how your eyes ensnared him completely yesterday at the ceremony, and it wasn't the same eyes you used when you captured them on their collars earlier. Your eyes can pierce through someone's soul.

"What?! So he did try to get away! Which way did he go?"

"The entrance behind the East Building..."

Grim shouted and called out to you. "Hey [m.name]! We're going after him!" You nodded without meeting your eyes to him as the mammal hurriedly rushed away from the doors leaving you alone to thank the man in the painting for his help and dashed to catch up not long after. Following Grim by the tail,

An unknown expression of coldness displaying your features.

Meanwhile on the other side of the campus, a certain ginger's feet walked towards the Hall of Mirrors with caution. He deliberately thought that classes were boring as what he had suspected, there was nothing fun or nothing enjoyable to do. Although, he seems to have forgotten something and then it clicked.