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Chapter 5|Entrance Exam Pt. 1 Starting Line

(f/a) - Favorite Animal

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

BEEP! BEEP! BE--

"Please!" You croaked with a swift slam of your fist. The clock fell with a ring.

The light of a fresh morning poured in to illuminate your once darkened surroundings.

Pulling up the fluffy covers, you dropped your face onto your pillow as your vision smudged. Ugh, I'm too tired! Can't they just push the exam to tomorrow?

Begrudgingly, you kicked off your weighted fluffy blanket. Goosbumps covered your arms vulnerable to the breeze that floated by.

Sliding your legs over the edge, you let out a yawn and stretched. Throat dry, your brain loaded up your morning routine. No time for early training today, maybe next time.

You slipped on some cooshy (f/a) slippers and grabbed your old school uniform and some undergarments. Off you went to drag your feet to the raised polished slab and pulled it to the left watching as the surface under the stairs dropped and let them descend.

Climbing down with a creak, you walked to your bathroom and took that morning dump. Afterward, you turned on your shower and tossed your PJs into a basket.

Droplets of water fell like perfect rain as it washed away your sins of yesterday as to prepare you for the fresh ones of today. Once you cleaned every inch of yourself with some nice smelling soaps and woke up your dad with your singing, you turned off the water and slid the curtains away. And I'm back to life!

Drying off, your stomach rumbled. Wonder what I should eat..

Sliding into some fresh undergarments, you tossed your middle school uniform on and picked at the formal plaid skirt from a couple months ago and inhaled. Should I really wear this? I mean I'd be to only one not wearing a uniform. My school just had to end earlier.

That question from the many lingered the longest as you sat on the counter and pulled up your stockings.

Picking up your bow, you tied it around your collar and flipped it downwards, adjusting your cuffs. I wonder if the exam is gonna be super duper difficult..I mean, will I be able to pass it? Even if it is, I studied extra hard and I've been training consistently too so it should be fine, right?

Hopping off of the counter, you pulled on your full-length jacket and buttoned up the bottom two buttons while adjusting your hair. Seth made sure to test me too so I'll probably do really great!

Once your hair was done, you put some pimple cream on since one little shit decided to appear a couple days ago thanks to stress. But what if I mess up anyway? What if the tests look weird and not like usual and I don't understand? What if I trip and fail in the physical?? What if my quirk stops working or goes out of control again or maybe I apply to the wrong section?!

Staring into your foggy reflection, you slid a palm across the glass and glared hard. In came a breath.

Or maybe I'm just overthinking like usual and I end up succeeding and thinking back to how I was being silly right now. ...But also, what if I finish the test perfectly but forget to write my name?!

Groaning a little, you unlocked and opened the door to fresh air. Walking down the hall, you took a left turn passing your furry children and messy-haired father before stomping down the staircase.