The Mysterious One | Twisted Wonderland x Male! Oc

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"You did WHAT?!"

Their heads snapped around to the headmaster who didn't look quite... happy at all.

"Just. What. Do. You. Think. You're. Doing?!" He yelled, before noticing Grim next to the two first years. "Another one, really? Was damaging one of the seven statues and ruining the entrance ceremony not enough for you? Now you've gone and destroyed the chandelier!"

"Grim started it first!" Ace tried to divert the blame onto Grim but the headmaster silenced him.

"I am no longer going to tolerate this behavior. All of you are expelled!" At Dire Crowley's words, Ace's and Deuce's faces turned instantly pale, white as paper.

"Please! Anything but that! Could you please forgive us this once? I still have things to do in this school!" Deuce pleaded.

"You have nothing to blame but your own idiocy. Why did you even join them in the first place?!"

"I'll do anything to make it up if you give me a chance so please forgive us!" Deuce begged.

Crowley shook his head, "Unfortunately, this is no mere ordinary chandelier. It was enchanted by a legendary magician to make its candles burn for eternity. It has been carefully placed down since this academy has been founded. Considering its historical value, it would cost around one billion madols. You won't be able to pay for the damage." His gaze moved to the chandelier, noticing something white moving under it. "By the way, where is Mr.Krimson?"

"Krimson?" Deuce and Ace questioned simultaneously, just as someone groaned loudly near them.

"Ayyo, mind helping?" Kylar grumbled, trying to drag his injured body out from beneath the chandelier. All heads turned towards the snowy haired boy pinned underneath the chandelier, their eyes widening at seeing the blood flowing down the boy's back, shards of glass pricking his skin.

"Kylar!" They shouted in panic as they rushed forward to help him out. Finally being rescued, Kylar twisted his neck to look at the injuries on his back as he sighed aloud. Burnt in the morning and now getting cut by glass, what a fun day. Haha.

He glanced at Grim and Ace who was looking at him guiltily, staring at him in astonishment. If a normal person had gotten hurt as much as Kylar had, they would at least cry or whimper, but Kylar didn't seem to have much of a reaction except a slight wince as he sat crisscrossed, ruffling his hair to let the shattered pieces of glass fall to the ground. "Are you okay, Kylar?" Deuce asked, kneeling down to pick out the pieces of glass on the boy's back as carefully and gently as possible.

"Probably not," He glanced at the headmaster, asking, "can I at least go to the infirmary first before the lecture begins?" He winced as blood poured down his face, getting rid of a sharp piece of glass from his forehead with his bloody fingers. It only made the blood leak, even more, his whole face seemingly covered in blood. The other people in the room unconsciously winced along with him, staring at the scarlet rivers flowing over one closed eye, the other half open.

"Of course not," A sarcastic voice was heard as a response and the others stared at the headmaster in shock. Then Dire Crowley proceeded with, "you think I would say that?! I am, indeed, gracious after all! Of course, yes, you can. I do not want anyone to die, least of all on the school campus."

Is it just me or does it sound like you only care about people dying INSIDE the school campus?

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While the others were speaking outside the infirmary, Kylar glanced around the room. There were no nurses or doctors here, but lucky for him, he knew medical knowledge. Getting a bandage and some ointments out of the cabinet, he took off a blood-stained hood and T-shirt, gritting his teeth as it stuck to his skin.