Tuesday - After School

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I walked up to the nurse's office, seeming to have missed Elle. Though I've memorized her entire class schedule and I'm always there even before the bell rings, I waited 10 minutes outside the biology class and she didn't show up. Probably had to take care of someone's injury. That's my girl, always prioritizing someone else over herself. My girl. It sounds perfect. Elle was meant to be mine and Shockwave will be severely punished for taking her from me. Even if it was just a day.

I was just about to open the door when a black object looking like a cloth covered my eyes and pulled me back. I figured I could probably kill whoever it was so I let them have their fun for a while. I was all but dragged down what I assume were the school's halls. This continued for about a minute when we finally came to a stop, and the cloth was removed. Not that it helped much. The room we were in was dark and my eyes took some time to adjust so I couldn't see too clearly.

Finally my eyes adjusted and I could make out 3 forms in front of me. I scowled in annoyance as I identified them. Shaya, Isley and Teo. Boring. They said a bunch of things but I didn't listen because all I heard were the soft moans. Probably Elle's. They were barely audible, but definitely there. Those are the kind of moans from kissing (I know from experience), and I figured from it she was quite sensitive and pleasurable. My mind was focused on what sounds I could get her to make when I finally took her. My responses to the villains were unfocused, and I don't even remember what any of us said.

Eventually they attacked me, but I'd been in a lot of fights and was completely unbothered. Copying abilities was something I'd always been able to do, and it was quite handy when coming to a fight. You can fight anyone, but are you able defeat yourself? I took them out quite easily and left, not bothering to interfere with Elle and whoever she was with. I don't need her to hate me any more than she already does.

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