Silly Little Book Of Oneshots <3

3: Class Memories (OC Oneshot)

Writing abt ocs here too bc i love brainrotting abt my ocs <333

TW: Mention of murder, explosions, mention of a sharp object (implied to be a knife), descriptions of blood, but not too graphic. Also, mention of stabbing. (Ok this is actually a lot what the fuck)

Ok enjoy :)
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Clarith could remember those memories clearly.

It was just her, her classmates, and their teacher.

They had fun, they joked around together, they laughed together, and they had their fair share of arguments and misunderstandings, but all of that can be solved in the end.

These classmates felt like a second family to her. She cares about them dearly.

(Too bad that day came.)

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Chase knew how to solve problems easily.

When it comes to misunderstandings and arguments in his class, he's always the one to quickly try to help solve the problem in hand.

Unlike other classes in that school at the time, his class was always the one to be....some type of role model for the other classes.

It's weird. It's odd. But that didn't matter to Chase.

He just loves them all dearly, like a family.

(Too bad that day came.)

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The 45th class of Astra Light High School were the role model class.

They're always there for each other. They respect others and care about each other a lot.

Too bad that day came.

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Clarith could remember screaming, crying, and the sound of some liquid splattering onto the once clean floor. The floor of the classroom she had always spent most of her time in during school hours.

She could hear the sound of a sharp object stabbing into flesh, the splashing sound of red liquid could be heard too. Cries of pain and ache could be heard from her friends, only for them to remain silent for the rest of eternity.

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Chase could remember that day crystal clear. A traitor amongst his classmates revealed himself and then decided to murder everyone just like that.

The school's security was bad at the time too, so it didn't help how someone like him would be able to bring a sharp object into the school.

After the traitor finished murdering everyone, excluding Chase and Clarith, he then fled to the other classes, ruining their day altogether. The two sole survivors of the class took that chance to escape the school, and once they did...

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"I....I think we're far enough, Clar."

"H-huh? You think so?"

"I know so. Don't worry, Clar. We're safe now. Let's....call the police or the ambulance about th-"

*KABOOM!!!!!!!!!!*

"AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"

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"Ms. Clarith? Why did you screamed? Did something happen?!" A masculine voice called out to the girl. Clarith jolted up as she looked up to see two men looking down on her in worry. She was seated on a chair in her house's dining room, and these two men met her and helped her in the streets, so she decided to invite them over for dinner.

"A-ah....n-nothing. I just...got reminded of bad memories." She replied to the man named Ars. The other man, Lucas, looked at her in suspicion. "Bad memories, you say? If you're comfortable enough, would you mind explaining to us about it?" He asked. The high school student went silent, before sighing.

"I'm....not in the mood to talk about this. Maybe another time." She then said, and Lucas only nodded. Ars looked at her sadly. He's familiar with her as he saw the news about the explosion of Astra Light High School two years ago. It was a tragic event, and many lives were lost, along with the fact that a serial killer decided to murder most of the students before setting the explosive off.

'What a tragedy....too bad we can't rewind time to stop it.'
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Class Memories is a banger (go play Phigros if you're a rhythm game player ig lol)

Ok bye for now :)