Fate , Or Perhaps, Destiny /DISCONTINUED/

˜"*°•.˜"*°• 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝟙𝟟 - 𝕿𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖉 •°*"˜.•°*"˜

You shut off your phone and stood up, cracking your back before sitting down at your desk to at least get started with homework. You opened the textbooks and yawned. Studying was boring. Your mind always moved faster than your hands and then, in your opinion, you wasted a lot of time on just writing. It was ridiculous. I wish there was a device that would just write down all my thoughts... Despite everything, you clicked out your pen and wrote the date on the edge of the page, already more than annoyed with homework.

-~:~-

"Life is ridiculous~" you sang, packing the last of your things for Monday. You were only three quarters joking with that statement. You really felt as if your whole weekend had been eaten up by homework when in reality, you had lazed around and got distracted while doing homework so it was technically your fault, not the homework's.

Your phone buzzed in your back pocket. You sighed. Whatever it was, you were definitely not in the mood right now.

Tendō Satori added you to 'Shiratorizawa Volleyball Team'

Okay maybe you were in the mood.

Tendō Y/n

Hi?

No response, no one online. Odd.

You put the phone away. You only now noticed how quiet it was in the house. Very odd. Your parents were at home, it was Sunday after all. Or, you thought they were. Maybe they had gone out?

"Mom? Dad?" you called, going out of your room.

Ticking of the clocks seemed to mock your shout to your parents.

What is this, a horror movie? you thought, laughing lightly though you were feeling a bit terrified as of the moment.

You went down the stairs, turning on all the lights on your way. The kitchen clock was ticking and yet, when you looked at it, it was still.

You let out a quiet, awkward chuckle, as if to simply break the silence. Then you took a deep breath. This isn't the time to get paranoid. You looked at the floor. I was simply imagining it.

You looked up again, and the clock was ticking. See? It's my mind. But you knew full well that the clock wasn't ticking just a moment ago. You knew it wasn't your mind.

"Now to find the note," you muttered to yourself, looking around the kitchen. Your parents must've left something when they went out.

You did a full round in the kitchen. Nothing.

As you neared the hall, you heard something else, clear as day against the constant ticking of the clocks. It sounded as if something was dripping. You didn't like it at all.

Every instinct, every fiber of your being was screaming at you to turn around and run to your room. Maybe lock the door. Maybe hide. Maybe even call the police. But it was if you had no control.

You turned on the lights of the hallway and went towards the bathroom. Near the door, you spotted something on the white wall. Something red.

[TRIGGER WARNING - start: BLOOD {I don't really know how trigger warnings work but yeah}]

Is that blood? you asked, paranoid as ever. Nah, dad must've spilled the paint. He did plan on renovating the house.

Thoughts kept swirling in your head, as you reached for the bathroom door. But one stood out and it made you freeze for a split second. It isn't like dad to paint something red. Besides, mom would never let him.

But that split second was gone, taking the thought with it, and you moved again. You opened the door and the light blinded you.

Then, bees.

Electrical bees. Sparks were crackling between them and they buzzed so loudly it made your ears ring.

But you saw something through them. Behind them. Someone, now that you got a better look. Their clothes were tattered and bloody, their eyes pitless black holes that were staring straight into your soul.

[TRIGGER WARNING - over]

A shriek escaped your mouth.

Buzzing became louder.

All you could see was black and yellow and blue sparks.

-<>-

You jolted, hitting your head on your desk. Hard.

Groaning, you took in your surroundings as everything came back to you. It was still Friday, science homework was staring right back at you from your desk and your phone was buzzing furiously in your back pocket.

Still a bit disoriented, you opened it.

'Tendō Satori added you to 'Shiratorizawa Volleyball Team'

An odd sense of déjà vu filled you and you put the phone down on the table for a second.

"Mom?" you called out, not really knowing the reason.

"Yeah?" you heard her voice back.

"It's nothing, I forgot," you answered, truthfully, your heart rate slowing down a bit.

I must've had a nightmare, you concluded after a few minutes of recollecting tiny fragments of what had just happened. Better go to sleep if I was tired enough to fall asleep doing homework.