• 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 • { 𝟏 }

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" ɪᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ 𝐇ɪᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴘᴏɪsᴏɴ, ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴋɴᴇᴡ.. "

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TIME:

3:30 in the afternoon

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[ POV: Y/N ]

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Tick, tock. Tick, tock.

It was all I heard for the very few minutes that seemed to last like never-ending hours.

The end of the school day slowly came to an end, the teacher grading a recent, small test.

I stared at my desk, my mind racing with many thoughts.

'What would happen?'

That was the most common question that was engraved into my very brain.

I was trying to think about what the teacher said before we started the test. Too bad one of my classmates had distracted me.

It went like this.

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"Y/N!.."

One of my fellow classmates, specifically one near me, whispered with a self-conscious face.

"Can I borrow a pencil for the test?"

I sighed, fed up with how they always managed to loose it.

"Yeah, yeah."

I shoved my hand in to my desk, and pulled out a fresh, new pencil.

I handed it to them, whispering a thanks.

Suddenly there were a chorus of words, making me realized I must've missed something.

That made me panic even more, considering I only learned the lesson once.

This was bad.

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It went exactly, like that, so now I was trying to go off of what my teacher said before my classmate whispered towards me.

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