9:34 |Tokyo|College Lecture Hall
Naruki Miku's POV
It was the best day of my life. I was gracefully skipping on a pillow of soft fluffy clouds, laughing and giggling as I skipped, bouncing upon them. My hair flowing in the air. No responsibilities, no regrets.....and no people. "They are so soft.. I'd never want to leave.. and who would...?" I smiled, finally feeling fulfillment. Nope, it was a fucking dream!
In reality I was face down on my old creaky desk drooling like there was no tomorrow. My teacher, Mrs Lampron, slammed her hand on the desk "Mr miku!" She gave me a nasty look glaring at me. I looked up from my restless sleep rubbing my eyes, confused and clueless of what was going on. ''If you're going to sleep during my lecture I'd advise you to leave'' Mrs Lampron lowered her voice, scolding me. I turned my head side to side then behind and front. My eyes still needed to adjust. I rubbed my eyes once more staring at her, When my eyes finally adjusted I realized what was happening, my eyes widened. I looked over at Mrs Lampron in shock.
Although everyone else seemed to think it was funny Mrs Lampron felt the opposite.
She glared at me, her books in hand. "Leave," She said again pointing to the wooden door in the front of the room. I sighed loudly, standing up from my desk. I grabbed my books and did what she wanted me to do. Leave, I mean of course I didn't want to but what else was I supposed to do. "Great, another major I'll have to drop" I thought, rubbing the back of my neck.I walked out of the room with pride and disappointment at the same time, to be honest I'm more of a drama guy. I love acting and the arts but computers and coding are....not my thing.
As I leave the lecture hall I see a swarm of students running past me from there. I stop in my tracks watching as they swarm the hallways.
"What the-" My brain goes blank "What she kicked me out of the classroom when the lecture was almost over!?" I think to myself totally astonished
"Are you serious...." I slouch down in front of the door.My eyes widened seeing a boy with dark hair and glasses. He walks past me glancing in my direction "your blocking the doorway" he says adjusting his glasses on his face. I stare a his face my eyes locked on his. Before I could say anything back, he left me, Walking to his next class. I started to blink my eyes "who's he..?" My brain goes blank as I searched my memories for some kind of connection.
( Hours later at home)
I woke up on my bed and I noticed my roommate was already up and dressed. And what did I do? I GO BACK TO SLEEP.
When I woke up again I looked at my roommate, passed out on the couch. He was snoring like an old lawnmower, I covered my ears placing my pillow over my head. But then I realized that I MISSED THE ENTIRE DAY
OH SH-
I ran out of my old creaky bed falling on my face, I looked down to see my roommate's clothes at my feet. "I tripped over this guy's shitty clothes..." I face planted into the sticky carpet. I was surprised that my face wasn't stuck to the floor when I raised my head.
I groaned softly wiggling my nose. Jason, my roommate looked down at me waking up from the couch "What are you doing on the floor..? Huh?" I looked up at him still on the ground "What do you think? I fell on your nasty ass clothes" I replied sitting up off the ground, I ran my hand through my hair. I heard his laughter. He was definitely drunk, I don't know why and I didn't really care. He came to our dorm drunk often so it was normal for me.
I stood up finding it hard for me to stand, I mean that's what happens when you sleep an entire day. I cracked my stiff neck, as well as my knuckles. It felt good to hear the popping of them. I stared down at my drunk roommate "Are you done?" I said, stepping closer to him. He groaned, turning away from me "Just a few more minutes..." I smiled at his answer.
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