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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟎𝟒𝟑
- ❝ 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐋/𝐧. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥. ❞
- 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟏𝟏𝟒𝟖
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A loud bell rang out through the room silencing everyone's conversations.
"Villains have predefined a large-scale terrorist attack spanning all of the Insert City Name Here. Since most buildings collapsed, there are many injured."
"Guess that's the background story." Asui guessed.
"So, then..."
"We're starting." The frog girl cut off Jiro's sentence.
"Due to heavily damaged roads, the first responders have unfortunately been delayed for the time being." Mera says as the room starts to shake.
You wince at the bright light that shines into your eyes as the walls and ceiling open wide once again.
"What is with these rooms?" Kaminari exclaims.
"Until emergency service arrives, the heroes in the area will lead the rescue efforts. Your task is to save as many people as you can and help the injured. And with that..."
"Begin!" The airhorn erupted loudly signaling the start.
All students rush into action, trying to get a head start.
You wandered away from your classmates once again. You ran into the cityscape, climbing over large chunks of broken concrete.
Your steps echoed as you leaped over a scattered pile of debris, the impact reverberating beneath your feet.
With each stride forward, the sound of sobbing intensified, filling the air around you with the sound of distress.
Navigating through the wreckage, your eyes caught sight of a fragile figure amidst the chaos.
You stood in front of a small, young, girl. She looked young, her black hair tied out of her face messily, and her leg dripping with blood.
Her sobs were broken as she breathed heavily, hyperventilating.
"Help me!"
You crouched down to the girl's level to see her face.
You rubbed the actor's arms lightly before speaking in a light tone. "It's okay, it's okay." You tried to keep your voice as soft as possible.
The girl looked upwards, tears streaming down her freckled cheeks.
"Can I carry you? I noticed your leg seems to be hurt." You asked kindly.
