6| Asshole Pack

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M I A

It was around 7 in the evening when I got out of the shower covered with two towels, one around my body and the other on my head.

Earlier this afternoon when I got back to my dorm and one-piece, I was too tired and exhausted to do anything other than jump on my bed and take a nap. A four hours nap.

Not only did I gain a lot of energy and felt good, but I also woke up one hour before dinner. Lucky if you asked me!

I had 30 minutes to get ready before dinner starts. So quickly, I rushed to my closet and put on the first t-shirt and sweatpants I saw. It's not like I'm here to impress anyone, some go out in their pyjamas!

I dried my hair with my towel as fast as I could but it was still wet. So, I just let it down to dry by itself. And with that, I grabbed my key and headed outside.

Unexpectedly, I caught the hallway crowded with like two dozens of people. Turns out, people do live on this floor.

I walked with my head fixed straight, trying to avoid as many judging stares as I could. And once I got to the elevator, I thanked the gods that the doors closed with only me inside.

It took 15 seconds from the eighth floor to the ground one. That was when I caught a bigger crowd hanging around the corridors.

Once again, I tried to rush my legs into the cafeteria without an anxiety attack. From turn to turn, I passed by the big crowd and found myself in an empty hallway. I kept on walking only to get lost by the number of doors around me.

Maybe I took a wrong turn?

With a sigh, I turned around and thought that I should ask someone for guidance. Even though I've been in the cafeteria twice today!

It's like this place is getting bigger!

Not my fault every turn looks the same!

"Need some help?" as if the universe can read my thoughts, I heard a voice from behind me.

I turned around only to see familiar blue orbs. With his hands inside the pockets on his leather jacket, he gazed at me with a smirk.

"I'm happy to give," he said suspiciously calm. Yet before I can turn him down or say anything, I felt a big hand wrap around my mouth. And the next thing I know, I was being lifted.

I didn't even get the chance to wiggle myself free because, in less than a moment, I was dropped and inside one of the classrooms.

Aggressively, I was pushed only to get hit by one of the desks' pointy corner. I hissed when I felt the pain travel through my bony hip.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to push you that softly," blondie─who I assume is called Luke and the one who carried me here─fake pouted before a big smirk appeared on his face.

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