✶ 𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐔𝐓𝐒. ( twisted wonderland )

v. A SURPRISINGLY INTERESTING DETENTION

"OH NO, I'M LATE — AGAIN!"

You looked up from where you were sitting in Trein's classroom to see a boy with white hair frantically bound into the room. He was extremely disheveled; the headband wrapped around his forehead was crooked, and the cardigan he wore over his uniform was on the verge of meeting the floor.

"Well, Mr. Al-Asim, I can't say I didn't expect this; considering you're late to everything. You are probably the only one tardier than Letifera, but I don't think that is much of an accomplishment. Take a seat." The professor ordered, sitting at his desk in front of you.

You turned back to the paper you were writing on, your pen sitting comfortably in your hand. It was a report for potionology, and it seemed to be going pretty well; it was one of your favorite classes, and Crewel practically loved you.

"Aw man, I'm so sorry, the time slipped my mind — "

"If you value your grade, you'll sit down and be quiet."

The boy shut his mouth and took a seat. Right next to you.

You slowly looked up, and gazed around the classroom to confirm — the entirety of the desks were free, yet the guy chose to sit adjacent to you, on your left. Why? No clue.

Sparing a glance at the boy, you recognized him; a sophomore like you, and a housewarden, named Kalim. From what I'd heard these past (almost) two years, he was practically some untrained puppy his vice warden was forced to keep on a leash. Man, I'd hate to be that guy.

Kalim looked excited. Too excited. This was detention, so what the hell was that goofy grin on his face for?

Trein remained silent, seemingly grading papers at his desk. You followed suit and continued writing your report.

Suddenly, you felt a small tap! on your shoe. Your furrowed your eyebrows and looked down to see another shoe near mine. It slowly retracted and returned to its owner, and your eyes followed up to meet Kalim's.

He smiled at you, and leaned in close, "Hey, what are you in here for?" He whispered.

You scowled, "I was late this morning." Returning to your report, you tried to ignore the boy's looks.

You couldn't ignore him any longer when he picked up his desk slightly and moved it closer to you. You gave him a "what are you doing!?" look, but he continued. In a moment, your desks were practically touching.

You turned to him, but he spoke first, "I was late too, but only by a minute! ...okay, maybe it was like 30 minutes, but whatever! Anyways, what's your name?"

You frowned and looked over to Trein, who was focused on his activity and hadn't spared us a glance. Lucius glared at you, and you rolled your eyes. Looking back at Kalim, you answered, "Y/n."

The boy grinned widely, "Oh, yeah! The housewarden of the new dorm!" Being a little too excited, his voice slightly raised and you panicked, quietly shushing him and making sure Trein didn't hear. He didn't, thank god, and you turned back to the boy next to you.

"If he catches us, it's detention for a month."

He covered his mouth and apologized, "Sorry..." he said quietly.

You chewed on the inside of your cheek, "It's okay... just don't get me in trouble, okay?"

He eagerly nodded, "Got it."

You grabbed your pen and kept writing your report, noticing Kalim fidgeting with his magic pen, seemingly bored and having nothing to do. You glared at him from the corner of your eye for distracting you but tried to focus on you paper.