When it started

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Y/n= your name
B/f= breakfast food
~(y/n) pov~

I woke to that annoying sound of my alarm clock screaming at me at 6. I slap around on my bedside table, trying to find my alarm to turn it off.

Finally turning it off, I got up and walked over to the bathroom, taking two towels with me so that I could take my shower. After my quick shower, I had to get ready for school, it being a Monday morning. The school uniform was a plain white button-up shirt with a red bow, but the boys had to wear a tie. With a white blazer over the top. The girls at school have to wear a black skirt with long black socks, but the boys can wear black trousers with black socks.

After getting ready, I walk downstairs and get my breakfast ready. I'm sitting down at the table with my (breakfast/food) and I start eating. After I finish my (B/f) I put my plat (or bowl) in the sink and cleaned my teeth and put my hair in a ponytail  (or keep it down of you have short hair).

After that, I got my school bag and put it on my shoulder, walking out of the house and locking the front door. 

 ~time skip brought to you by Mai~

Walking to school, I passed the old school building that me and my friends and I have been talking about for a few days. According to one of my friends, a third year was walking home late from school, and they looked at one of the windows and saw a ghost of a male teacher by the window.

I don’t know if it is true, but it was creepy. Now, walking past the old school building, I get shivers.

I get to the door of the old school building, and I see Mai walking towards me.

“hey Mai. What’s up” I ask her.

“hey (y/n). You didn’t stay after school yesterday.” She replied.

“no I didn’t I had some things to sort out at home, but I was thinking of staying after school today. Hey, did something happen last night?” I asked her worried.

“well there was this guy that heard the rest of us telling ghost stories.” She told me.

“ye what about him?” I reply.

“(y/n) he didn’t say he was a third year he told us that he was 17. Hey, what is that.” Mai asked, looking over at the school building.

“what is what?” I ask and follow her to the entrance.

“what is that doing in there. (Y/n) let’s check it out.” Mai said to me before she walked in and went up to the camera.

“Mai I don’t...”

"don’t touch that” shouted a harsh male voice.

I turned around to see a man who was quite tall, wearing glasses and black hair falling over his right eye standing in the doorway. I then hear Mai scream and the man that was once stood in the door way came running up and pushed Mai out of the way of the falling bookcase, but I noticed that he couldn’t avoid getting hit by it.

“Mai are you okay” I ask her.

“Ye I’m okay, thanks (y/n)” she replied.

“are you okay, Lin?” said another male.

“I’m so sorry. We should get you to the school nurse. Here, let me help you up” Mai said to this Lin guy.

“don’t touch me. You have done enough already.” he replied, slapping her hand away from him.

“Mai, we need to go. If we don’t we will be late for classes.” I say to her.

“speaking of classes, I thought I heard the warning bell ring on my way down here.” said this teen boy. Who looked around 17. Could this be the guy Mai saw last night? It doesn’t matter that we are going to be late.

I looked over to see that Mai had already run out of the building and was running towards school. So I follow her running into school and running to our classes before they start.

~hello everyone. I hope you liked it. Anyway, I am hoping to update this every Thursday and maybe Friday as that will be the only time I will be free after September 1st, but I hope you liked this chapter. I will start off with the boring stuff, but I will put John and the others into the story. Just to let you know, it doesn't follow the anime completely, but some of it will, and other bits of it won't. But anyway, please leave comments to let me know what you think and how other things can be improved because that would help me a lot. Thank you for reading.~

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