Using the restroom at Wellston is hard, too, because you never know what happens while you're there.
I was taking a huge dump, see....
I walked out of the stall and saw some small boy with dirty blonde hair, just walk through the wall into the bathroom.
"Hey," I asked. "What the fuck is happening?"
He just looked at me, raised his eyebrow, and asked "Who the hell are you?"
And then he ran off though the wall.
Fucking dick. I hate people.
All of a sudden, something was slammed against the wall outside of the bathroom.
And then I heard yelling.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
CRASH
That sounded like glass breaking...
I stepped out of the bathroom to see what the hell was going on, and he was there. The window was broken, and outside I heard yelling outside. I looked at John and he looked at me. Before I could say anything, he said "Are you gonna attack me too, or not?"
Asshole. I should've kicked his ass right then and there. Instead, I just shook my head.
"Not here to attack you, dude."
He looked confused by that for some reason. "Who are you?"
He asked me who I was. And actually cared to stay and listen.
"My name is Fred Jones. I'm 17 in my third year of highschool, and my ability is berserk, which means that all my stats are raised by 7 when active."
What I didn't tell him was that the longer my ability is active, the easier it is for my alternative personality to take over.
And nobody should see that side of me. Ever.
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Fred: An Unordinary Story
FanfictionFred is a new student at Wellston, but everyone is too busy caught up in John's story that nobody noticed him. This is the story of how he climbed the ranks...and fell straight back down. Based off of a LINE Webtoon, Unordinary. Fred and a few other...
