𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐏𝐒𝐘 ᯓ ᵗʷˢᵗ ˣ ᵐ!ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

【𝐒】𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

• 𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐎 •
The Rebel of the Savannah
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Drip, drip...

That dripping noise...

"Wait, where am I?" You woke up from the sound of rippling and you suspected that another soon-forgotten dream through the mirror happened once again. However, this time, you had found yourself inside a dim cave. What caught your eye was a bird in an animal's ribcage, it appears that he was caged in without an escape.

"Oh, I would never have to do this for Mufasa." Said the bird woefully and from his solemn face, it led you to wonder who this Mufasa could be. Mufasa... means king or ruler.

"Mufasa... Is it the majestic lion with a beautiful mane? The father of the cub?" You whispered when a large silhouette of a lion emerged from the shadows. Startling you.

"What did you just say?! I am the King!" It was the lion with long dark mane, and one who had a scar on his eye.

"Scar! There's no food, no water, we're hungry!" The hyenas had entered the scenario however you couldn't help but dwell on the lion's name. Scar...

"I thought things were bad under Mufasa." One of the hyenas muttered loudly and Scar turned to them with eyes that glares daggers through them. Not only the captured bird was treated poorly, it seems to you his lackeys as well as the resources of their homeland.

He seethed. "Get out!"

"If he's upset being compared to this Mufasa, then shouldn't he try harder? He's bringing everyone down with him at this point..." You frowned.

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Knock, knock...!

You woke up from your slumber. Eyes blinking rapidly when you try to adjust with the lights that fall on you, and trying to wake yourself up. The drowsiness and exhaustion really took a toll on you since you fell asleep with your uniform on, with your jacket discarded and tie loose. But that doesn't matter as there was a brief knock on the door, it was muffled but it was still audible to hear from bed.

If this continues, Grim might wake up and he might make his demands for a midnight snack every five minutes. The worst part is, it never ends even in the middle of the night. So that's why you lifted yourself tiredly from bed and walked right out in the halls, to downstairs where the front door was. Without any care in the world how disheveled you look.

"Who could that be?"

Maybe... Could it be Tsunotaro?

There was another knock and similar from the other knocks, it was polite and rather respectable. A kind of knock that you can't easily get upset about. Now you wondered who it could be and walked closer to the mosaic glass where you've barely made out a silhouette with a blob of red and black.

You raised a brow while your hand squeezed the door handle, and you slowly opened it for only a quarter when you spotted an unbelievable sight on the other side.

"Riddle? Why are you with- Vanrouge-senpai?" You turned to the said senior who stood beside Riddle, surprised by their sudden visit.

"Good evening, [m.name]!" He beamed, his eyes squinted by how hard he was smiling.

"My apologies for bothering you Prefect, were you expecting someone?" Riddle asks when he noticed how your eyes were filled with excitement. That is until you realized who decided to knock on your door this late. Although, he let that thought subside when it was the first time he saw you disheveled. He couldn't help but let heat rise to his cheeks.