You wake up and rub your tired e/c eyes. It's an average Wednesday, and you get up for school. You glance over at your alarm clock. 8:10 AM you read. You yawn, then do a double-take. "Eight o'clock?!" You think aloud. "I'm gonna be late for school!" You burst out of the covers and open your clothes drawer. As you're getting ready, you feel a gust of cold wind blow in from your open window. You rush over and close it. It's a colder-than-average first-day-of-winter morning. Yesterday was such a warm autumn's day that you're slightly surprised at how much the temperature dropped overnight. You slipped your favourite f/c sweater over your white t-shirt, grabbed your bag, and ran downstairs, stopping by the kitchen to grab a granola bar. You dashed for the door, giving your fluffly little white dog some headpats on your way out. Thankfully, your house isn't too far from your school, and you manage to make it there on time by foot. You're breathing heavily in the school atrium, but you made it. You quickly make it to your classroom and sit down at your desk. You're so tired from sprinting all the way here, so you open your granola bar and take a bite. You glance up at the wall clock next to the door. 8:15. That's record time. You think. I made it to school in only 5 minutes. You finish your granola bar and YEET the wrapper into the trash bin. Oof. You missed. You get out of your seat, pick the wrapper up off the floor, and plop it in the bin. As you're returning to your seat, your teacher, Ms. Alphys, enters the room.
"H-hello, class! Um... today we'll be l-learning... um..." You yawn. Ms. Alphys's lessons are never very interesting, and she always seems so nervous when she gives them that it's difficult to concentrate on them. "S-so, does everyone g-get the idea?" You shake your head to wake yourself up. Crap, I wasn't paying attention. When Ms. Alphys started speaking, your mind had begun to wander, and now you don't have a clue what's going on.
"Uh..." you begin. "Could you repeat that, Ms. Alphys?"
"U-um... y/n, weren't you p-paying at-attention?" You blush slightly out of embarrassment. Your classmates begin to look at you.
"Of course I was! I just..." You try to quickly think of something. "I want to make sure I got it right."
"Oh, w-well, okay then." Everyone else gives their eyes to Ms. Alphys again. You blush. Phew. That was close.
You pay attention to your lesson this time, and after you finish taking notes, you raise your hand and ask to go to the bathroom. Ms. Alphys tells you yes, so you slip outside. You walk down the hall and into the girls' bathroom. There's no one else in there, so you get to use the beloved middle stall. The middle stall is the best stall, and not everyone can say that they've gotten the chance to use it. The middle stall is always the cleanest, and it's the only stall where the lock isn't broken in some way. After you finish, you wash your hands, and look in the mirror. You brush the right side of your h/c hair behind your ear and look at the delicate freckles that are scattered across your nose like stars in a galaxy.
You exit the bathroom and begin to walk back to class. On your way back, you notice two of your classmates, Susie and Kris, sneaking into the supply closet. "Hey, what are you doing?" When they hear you, they turn around in your direction. At first, neither of them do anything, but then Susie grabs you by the neck of your sweater and pins you to the wall.
"You'd better not tell anyone!" She growls in your face. "If you do, I'll hang you in the gym and use you as a punching bag!" You wince at the thought. Kris walks over and tugs on her sleeve. She rolls her eyes and sighs. "Fine, i'll just shove you in a locker." Kris crosses his arms.
"Come on, let her go." He sighs. Your eyes widen. This is the first time you, or anyone for that matter, has ever heard Kris speak. Susie must realize this too, because she puts you down without arguing or complaining whatsoever.
"Well what are we going to do with her then?" Susie asks, crossing her arms.
"Well, she's already seen this much. We might as well bring her along." Kris shrugs.
"What?! You mean we have to bring another nerd with us? We already have Ralsei!" Susie seems very annoyed, but Kris still remains stoic.
"Who's Ralsei?" You ask. The name didn't sound familiar at all. Is that someone from a different class? You wonder. Susie looks at you.
"Now she knows who Ralsei is. Looks like we have no choice. She's coming with us. Good job, Susie." Kris smirks, and Susie grabs him by the collar of his shirt.
"If Lancer didn't like both of us, you'd be dead." Susie lets him go.
"Told her about Lancer too. You're good at this."
"Don't make me hurt you." Susie is very intimidating, even when her threats aren't directed towards you.
"Hey, can we go now?" You ask, quickly changing the subject.
"Whatever." Susie crosses her arms. Kris opens the supply closet, and you all go inside. You give them a puzzled look. There's nothing here. You think. It's just a dark supply closet. Susie chuckles.
Out of nowhere, you all fall down into the mysterious world below. You try to grab onto the floor, but you feel nothing there to hang onto. Your eyes dart from side to side, panicking. You have no clue what might linger inside the dark abyss.
{I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of my fanfic! Sorry that Rouxls isn't in it yet! I hope that I can fit him in somewhere in the next one, but if I can't, I know he'll be in chapter three. Thanks for reading! —Kawaii ^◡^♡}
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RomansaI hope you enjoy my story. This is my first fanfic on Wattpad, so I'm still getting used to it. There's not going to be any lemon (I'm too shy to write it in O///O) but there's going to be some romantic scenes (this is an X reader after all). There'...