Your pov
Beep beep beep beep bee- click.
Well, hi there. I'm (y/n) (l/n). I am High school Level (y/hs/l) ( your high school Level). Cool huh? Well, here we are, getting ready, talking to myself, and waiting for my mum to call me to the kitchen for pancakes. "(Y/n)! Come downstairs and get your food!" Huh, right on time. "Oh and check the mailbox for some mail!" "Okay, thanks mum!" Well okay let's go. I step down the stairs to get to the door. I walk outside and get the mail. 'Oh? Hopes Peak Academy sent a letter? Maybe I got in.'
~ Timeskip to 3 weeks ~
Well here we are, Hopes Peak Academy. As I step forward, inching forwards towards the gate, I think of how lucky I am, and I have hope for the future. When I step foot on the school grounds all turns black.
WELL HOW DID I DO? GOOD I HOPE. LONG LIVE DESPAIR AND HOPE UPUPUPUPUPU!~~
