The Mysterious One | Twisted Wonderland x Male! Oc

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"What class do you two have? You're in your first year right?" Ace asked Grim and Kylar as they ran into the building. Ace and Grim panted heavily as Kylar and Deuce continued on without a strain.

"The headmaster told us that we are in class 1-A," Grim answered.

"Nice, we're in the same class. Our first period is potions," Deuce said.

"Huh, I'd say I'm pretty good at that subject actually," Kylar said, and Grim couldn't help but grin at his response.

"Sounds like fun!" Grim said, his enthusiasm opposite of Ace's grumbles about how he couldn't use magic at the moment.

Arriving in class, they changed into their laboratory clothes before sitting in their respectful seats, along with the other students. Luckily, they had arrived before the teacher. The laboratory was filled with potions, cauldrons and countless colorful bottles, and in the midst of it all, in front of the students stood a man. His hair was parted at the side, with the longer section colored white and the shorter section black, matching the thick, furry black and white coat he wore. He had narrow gray eyes and had silver studs in his ears.

"So I'm meeting fresh faces today. Hmmm~ there are quite some rare hair colors, not bad. Make sure to take proper care of it daily," The homeroom teacher said as his eyes swept over the students before walking over to the board. "My name is Divus Crewel. You may call me Master Crewel. Now sit in your seats...the class will begin." The students nodded in response, but Kylar was too busy glancing around. He sat in the corner of the room, right at the windows, near the shelves of potions. Deuce sat next to him with Grim in front of them with Ace.

"Starting with the basics," Master Crewel started, looking at the students as he held up a stick. "I will beat the name and appearance of 100 different types of medicine and potions into your little brains. We will be covering Fungi later. Now memorize these so you won't go around eating random things off the ground." With his words, the students started opening their books. The loud shuffling of pages filled up the whole classroom.

I already memorized all of these though... Kylar thought as he skimmed through the contents inside. He half listened as Master Crewel continued his speech. "Dogs will eat whatever is lying around. Your training is strict and I better not see any red marks on your test!"

Kylar snorted, staring at Grim who averted his gaze. The teacher should've said cats would eat whatever lying around, including remnants of monsters apparently.

"I see..." Deuce mumbled, opening the textbook. He looked up, leaning over to whisper a question to Kylar. "By the way...what is a 'fungi'?"

"Fungi or Fungus is any of a group of spore-producing organisms feeding on organic matter, including molds, yeast, mushrooms, and toadstools," Kylar explained, putting an elbow on his desk and resting his chin on his palm. This was getting boring for him. After all, he had been studying stuff like this ever since he was a child.

"Arghhh...I'm not good at memorizing," Ace sighed.

"If it's grass, we just have to figure out if it tastes delicious or not," Grim stated nonchalantly while the rest of them looked at him in disgust.

"Haha, I bet eating leaves would be better than grass. Don't worry about memorizing everything, I'm sure you guys will get the hang of it sooner or later...or else it might be off with your heads again," Kylar commented before looking away.

The second period was magic history, much to Kylar's horror. After all, he had no clue about this world's history.

"I am Trein and I'm in charge of your history lessons," the teacher said. He was fairly tall, though he was pretty old. He had narrow gray eyes set in his hollow face and graying, neatly combed-back hair. He wore a standard black suit beneath long maroon robes. Attached to his collar was a lacey white jabot, with a turquoise-colored pendant set in the middle. He looked stern, especially with his sharp cheekbones, but that didn't really concern Kylar. "And this is my familiar Lucius." He was holding a bored looking black cat that slipped out of his arms and onto his table.