The Harsh Truth

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Author's Warning - These next three chapters will have graphic content - blood, gore,  depictions of violence, strong language. You have been warned 👍

'Thinking'

"Talking"

Your POV

The end of the school day had come, but you were going to stay longer because something just felt off. It may very well just be a gut feeling, but you knew better than to doubt your instincts. You wandered the halls of the seemingly empty school with no desired location, just to walk and enjoy yourself. The sun itself seemed to understand your wish and was not oppressive, instead granting you a calm orange luminescence that seemed like a painted picture as it blanketed the city skyline.

UA truly felt like a home to you. A place you could experience the life you believed you lost years ago. It was a dreamscape that you wished to never wake from, that is, until a dreadful voice emerged from the shadows.

"Jojo..." The voice echoed, "Come back to us Jojo..."

Your heart began to pound. The nervous, no, terrified beads of sweat began to roll down your body. You attempted to summon Star Platinum but the stand didn't appear. You tried to move but you couldn't as if you were a deer in headlights. Suddenly, the world around you began to shift, transforming into a pitch black room.

'Shit!' You were frozen solid with fear.

A figure came into view and spoke, "Hello Jojo."

In your apartment

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In your apartment...

You shot up from your bed, drenched in a cold sweat and shaking terribly. It was still nighttime based on the lack of light.

'A nightmare...' You laid back down in your bed, 'But, I can't help but wonder, a premonition? It couldn't be...'

'I won't be so easily tricked...' Were your final thoughts as you drifted into a restless sleep.

The next morning...

You woke up feeling a little bit off but began your daily routine of eating, showering, spending thirty minutes fixing your hair and leaving to go to school. The nightmare was on the forefront of your mind as you entered the building. Surprisingly, you were the first one there and it wasn't even all that early, right?

'What time is itOHMYGOD!' Your phone told you it was 6:30 am, 'How in the hell am I here at 6 goddamn 30 in the morning?!'

Groaning in disappointment you decided to pull an Aizawa and sleep, only getting a half hour of sleep being awoken by the classroom door opening.

"(Y/N)?!" Yaoyorozu looked at you lazily looking at her, "Why are you here so early?"

'My sleep schedule got screwed up thanks to a nightmare.' You thought in contrast to your words, "Just got up early this morning that's all. Why are you here early Yaoyorozu?"

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