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(A/N: hello!! i hope this isn't out late but i'm trying my best here..i hope you enjoy this silly little story, enjoy❤️. p.s leave me recommendations pls)

WARNING: yes there is mild swearing. this will be kinda a y/n harem thingy soooo. . .yeah lol.

[ ] - thinking

" italic." - speaking

'sneezes' - action

"BOLD" - emphasized

( ) - authors notes/side notes

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꧁༒ "𝓞𝓱, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓵𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓶𝓮!"༒꧂


~ ⛧°。 ⋆༺♱༻⋆。 °⛧ ~

𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊: 3 ⭐️.

~ ⛧°。 ⋆༺♱༻⋆。 °⛧ ~





NOBODYS POV:
"We're done with orientation and dorm assignments? All right, new students, let me be clear. At Heartslabyul House, I am the law. Break the rules, and it's off with your head!" a red-headed boy shouted out giving some students a worried look.

"'yawn' Well, that ceremony was as boring as ever. I'm going back to the dorm. If you're in Savanaclaw House, follow me." a boy with lion ears poking up said afterwards.

"New students! Allow me to be the first to congratulate you on your achievement. As dorm leader of Octavinelle House, I am honored to have the opportunity to support you in what I hope will be a fulfilling campus experience." a boy with glasses followed along with making all the students in that area a little more cheery.

"Hey, does anyone know where the headmage went? He disappeared midway through the ceremony..." a boy with a gorgeous face asked.

A voice came from an Ipad, "Some headmage he is." It went quiet for a minute. "Maybe he had a tummyache?" said a short cheery boy with red eyes.


Y/N's POV:
"I most certainly did not!" the crow man shouted.

When we turned that corner I nearly screamed. Why does everyone have different colored hair..it's like a crayon box up in here..I know that boy doesn't have animal ears.....y'know what, it doesn't even matter. My day or night..or WHATEVER it is in this depressing looking place can't get worse nor weirder.

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