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⊹₊ ⋆ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖 ꜜ

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍 𝐏𝐄𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 the (f. color) curtains as the birds were singing their chirpy tune early in the morning. A figure laid beneath the (f. color) and black striped sheets, blissfully sleeping away all of the worries that consumed their thoughts. Unfortunately for the teen, reality had a different set of plans ready for them.

Unannounced, a relatively loud alarm rung throughout the rather full and spacious room, a vivid sasageyo, sasageyo! shinzou wo sasageyo! echoed, bouncing off the wooden walls of the space. With a small groan, the figure from underneath the sheets poked out an arm out of the warm cocoon that embraced their form, reaching out towards their phone to silence the stupidly loud alarm.

Once doing so, the teen had the urge to simply close their eyes, resume their peaceful, calm, and blissful slumber. Yet, they knew better then to do so, because the (h. color) bed-headed teen had to get ready to attend, what they liked to addressed as, a torture asylum. Sighing softly, they got out of the comfort of the sheets, stretching and hearing the satisfying pops as they did so. They rubbed their tired eyes with the palms of their hands, making sure to get rid of the eye crust. With a final tired yawn, they hopped off their bed and headed over to their walk-in closet, picking out some comfy undergarments, socks, and their school uniform.

Yanking a panda themed towel, they headed out the walk-in closet, only for them to go straight into their own bathroom. Humming lightly, they placed their clothes on top of the mini table near a corner. Making sure to drape their towel on a rack close to the shower. They then began to take off their nightwear sluggishly, and proceeded to fold and place them in the dirty clothes basket near them.