(y/n) sat in her writing class twiddling with her pencil. 'Please end soon,' she thinks, grumbling about how class would surely end.
Noctis looks at (y/n) dead bored as passing her a note. The note reads, 'Luxord can go on forever when he talks.'
Writing a response on the back, she passes the note to the seat behind her, 'Tell me. What I'm wondering is when he is pulling out the dice.' (y/n) continues her notes writing down what is on the board. The topic is on archetypes and how often times characters fall into one category but can be a mix of multiple. The subject holds little interest to her as she wants to pursue a different field, but it is a requirement to take this class in order to graduate. Zexion, who sits next to her on her right, starts to grow bored and pulls out a small book. Luxord does not bat an eye at this knowing Zexion would do well in the class. (y/n) sets her head on table mumbling, "Shiva, if your listening please have class end soon. I'm dying of boredom in here."
Luxord finally pulls out the dice and chuckles, "If we get an even number, you will do the homework in groups in class. If it is odd, it will be done outside of class." (y/n) groans wanting the day to be over as the dice are cast. She looks on the screen to see a two even numbers, "Looks like you will work in groups. No more than four students in a group."
As if by instinct, (y/n), Zexion, Noctis, and Serah form a group. The assignment is to identify which archetype the characters listed on the paper are. The basic traits about the character on written down on the paper.
"Done!" Serah exclaims.
"How have your days have been so far?" (y/n) asks.
"Tiring," yawns, the clearly sleepy, Noctis.
"Interesting," notes Zexion as he is reading the Mountains of Madness.
"I got to see Snow without Lightning watching today for a little bit," Serah chirps.
"How is Snow anyways?" (y/n) looks at the clock. There is 18 minutes left in class.
"He's fine. Lightning caught him at the house and kicked him out, literally," she sighs.
"It couldn't have been that bad," Noctis says, without thinking.
"This is Lightning we are talking about," points out Zexion.
Luxord then comes up to the group, "Your all done already?"
"Yep," Serah smiles.
"Good. You are released from class."
(y/n) looks at the clock to see there was 16 minutes left in class, "Anything you want to do?"
Choice 1: WHO TO SPEND THE BREAK WITH
Option 1: Go to the library with Zexion
Option 2: Go to the lounge with Noctis
Option 3: Go to the cafe with Serah
Hello readers! I want to thank you for reading. Funny thing is my English teacher is kind of like Luxord. If you miss a in class assignment you can not make up, he would take out a pair of dice to decide what the grade for the assignment would be. Anyways again, thanks for reading this.
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