[Twisted Wonderland x Reader]
──❝Entwined Amore❞──
On behalf of her father's wishes, the King, [Y/n] Azurethorne, enrolls in Night Raven Collage to be with her seven finances, who are all attending the same institut...
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──❝The Merchants from the Depths❞──
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〖 Classroom 〗
"It's time for class to start, whelps. Get to yours seats. First, I'll pass back your tests." Professor Crewel said, his voice was stern and commanding. The students quickly settled into their seats, eagerly awaiting the return of their graded tests. "This is it—the moment of truth," Deuce murmured under his breath, receiving his test with a touch of anxiety, his palms damp with perspiration. "Myah hah! Gimme! Gimme! I want that test, Prof!" Grim exclaimed, jumping onto the table. "Settle down, Grim. Stay. STAY! I'll call you by your class number. Number one!" Professor Crewel called out, handing Deuce his test. The moment [Y/n] took hold of her test, her fingers swiftly traced through the pages, her heart pounding with anticipation, yearning for a favorable outcome. With a sigh of relief, a wave of reassurance washed over her as she witnessed the tangible rewards of her diligent efforts. Words of commendation from the professor adorned the margins, while a prominently encircled 97 atop the page served as a testament to her hard-earned achievement.
[Y/n] diverted her focus from the paper, sensing a looming presence inching closer, a subtle weight leaning in to peer over her shoulder, presumably inspecting her marks. "Wow, a 97 that's impressive!" Yuu exclaimed, admiring her high score. "Thank you, Yuu," [Y/n] responded with a smile, grateful for the compliment. "SWEET! I got a 92!" Ace cheered, holding up his paper. "Great job, Ace!" [Y/n] replied, genuinely happy for their friend's achievement. "We all did well this time." Deuce chimed in, "I got an 88! I never thought I'd see the day I scored over 80." he said, his voice filled with a mix of surprise and pride. "Check it out, Yuu, [Y/n]! I got an 85!" Grim burst forth with an exclamation, abruptly interposing himself between Yuu and [Y/n], thrusting his paper close enough to practically invade their personal space.
"You guys rock!" Yuu exclaimed, pumping his fist in the air. "Now I won't get held back a year!" Deuce celebrated with a wide grin, patting Yuu on the back. Professor Crewel's pointer crashed down upon the podium, the resounding impact reverberating across the room, commanding immediate attention from the assembled students. With a deliberate motion, he shifted his focus to the clipboard clutched tightly in his grasp. "You appear to have studied a great deal for this exam. Yes... A great deal indeed, compared to your quiz scores. In fact, the class average has gone up to a degree one might call...unusual." he paused, his eyes scanning the room as he let the words sink in. The students exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of what to make of Professor Crewel's cryptic remark.
"And what's that supposed to mean?" asked Ace, a crease forming between his brows. He leaned forward, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. "The average test scores across every level of potionology are over 90. Professor Trein has remarked upon similarly positive trends in his magic history classes." Amidst this juncture, a soft chorus of murmurs swirled through the room, a symphony of puzzled glances exchanged between the students, weaving a tapestry of confusion and curiosity. "Say what?!" Deuce exclaimed. "Mraaah?!" Grim grunted, his ears twitching in disbelief.
