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Running.

You were running as fast as your legs allowed you to do so, from that... THING...

You huffed and panted— your stamina draining as you tried your best to run further and further away from that monster.


You comically tripped and toppled over on what you figured was the hard wall.

It's hard to figure out if anything was existing since everything was just so dark like the colour black...



As your toppling came to a stop— you tried to pick yourself up with your last remaining strength, but you were stopped by someone placing their foot on your head which made you grunt in frustration.


You tried to look above using your pupils to see on whose dirty shoe had stepped on your head, but it was just blurry.

Before you could say anything, a gun was placed in your mouth forcefully causing you to gag a bit— but before you could process whatever the hell was going on, you felt immense pain for a split second.

—Before waking up with a cold sweat, causing you to groan in frustration and sigh a shaky breath, since the same dream had occurred for the fifth time this month, which you had no clue why.

Lemon noticed your dissatisfaction and rushed to your side with a barrage of questions, extremely worried since you were just napping peacefully 10 minutes ago when recess had started.

"Are you okay!? Need me to take you to the clinic!?!?!? Do you need food—"

"Oh, Lemon. Nah it's– it's alright, no worries"

You interrupted her worried questionnaire with a weak smile, which caused her to huff in anger before setting that aside, wanting to show you her nails that she did— the colour being a babyish pink.

"If you say so... anyway— look at my nails! Aren't they just the cutest?"

"Oh... wow, they really are, actually."

Lemon showed off her nails, the colour of light pink, to you as if a child showing their proudest creation to their mother, causing you to smile at her— which in turn, caused her to blush a bit.

After everything settled down, Lemon's shoulders slumped down as she realised yet again— she won't be doing class with neither you nor Mash for the next period.

"Uuaahh... why does the academy not want me to interact with my future love and husband..."

You tried holding in your snort— still surprised on how delusional Lemon can be, but you had no hate towards it.

You bid farewell to Lemon, who also did the same towards you before you shutting the door gently without making a sound— you usually roam around the academy before going to your next class since it felt really peaceful to you.

After a while, class had begun. As per your timetable, it was a flying class of sorts placed on a large green field where you practice your flying skills on a broom that you command to fly with— although very similar to your physical education classes, you still looked forward to it.

"Today, you all will learn how to ride a broom."

You were trying your best to not doze off of class since you were only trying to be a "good kid" of sorts, meanwhile Mash who was luckily in the same class as yours was listening intently to what the professor was explaining. It was the same professor that was the one in your spells class that was explaining on what to do in your flying class.

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