Re: Write- Kagerou Days

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1: Petrified

--Italy's View

The morning breeze was cool, though it was summer in the Academy.By afternoon, the girls would stay in their rooms with their air conditions at a whooping -20°C.At night, the temperature decreases but only slightly.

I was out of bed to see only Japan soundly asleep, and the bunkbed to the corner near the air conditioning empty.The duo- Senior Trainer duo- are out for their morning training.Believe it or not, a girl shares a room with us, Axis Powers while she was from the Allied Forces.She didn't want to hurt us at all; she said once that she had vowed as a protector and she has yet to hold that title longer than any of us.Certainly the Italian, me, wasn't able to hold that title long.Oh, how can I forget! I forgot to introduce myself, foolish me.I'm Italy Veneziano, Feliciano Vargas! Call me Feli, or Italy!My roommates are Japan, Kiku Honda, Germany, Ludwig Beilshmidt, and London!She doesn't allow us to use her human name, though.

I walked over to the wardrobe near to my bunk bed.The wardrobe was clean- as usual!The Senior Trainer duo are dormitory heads, both boys and girls.In the school system, the dorm you go depends on which uniform you wear!

The door opens, revealing a sweat-drenched British and German.

"Ve! Good morning!" I chirped as I proceeded to wake Japan up.

London puts her uniform on, while on her collar, consists of 10 badges; 5 on the right and 5 on the left.She's a swordsmanship, dance, animating, manga drawing, guitar, guzheng, basketball, football, hockey, Science, English, French, German, Italian and Japanese teacher in the academy, goes the same for Germany, though the languages are different.Being a senior teacher is tough; ask the Senior Trainer duo.

Briskly walking to class (since I didn't want to be late, ve!), I slid in before it started.Luckily, some of us have the same classes for the whole day.This is pretty much the daily routine.

Later

[ Caferteria, Lunchtime ]

"Ve! It was so--- AH!" I felt like I was being pulled by the collar. "L-Let me go!"

"Where's the money?" the bullies- none other that the 2P America and 2P France was there.

"I---I don't have it!" I whimpered.

"You--!What the!" the two was lying on the ground with their wrists bruised.

"Don't mess with someone like me," London said as she puts her hands behind her back innocently.She then bent down to their height, her hands still behind her back.A wicked, grim smirk was plastered on her face. "Now scram."

"A-AHHHHHHHHHHH!!" 2P America, Allen, screamed and ran as the french ran after.

"Now that's done," London said as she faced me. "Italy, be careful will you?"

"I'm so sorry, bella!" I bowed.

"Si, it's alright," she answered as she helped me up.

[ London's Swordsmanship Class ]

"Okay, get in pairs," London instructed as I followed.

She demonstrated how she manages to slice large concentrate in a slash, if you have not much strength, it takes at least 3 slices.It took my 5, WHAII.

After the lessons, Japan and London decided to go to the pocky store to buy some pocky.By some I mean a lot.

A few minutes later, I heard an ear-piercing scream, then someone sobbing.It sounded like London! I rushed there, only to see a shattering sight...

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To be continued