Screw it

Cliche (3)

In the end, you never got to choose. Creator wrote a random yet predictable event to help the both of you.

Meteors.

Actually, not exactly. This time, it's a hail storm. Chunks of solid ice fell from the sky at high speed, somewhat akin to a bullet being fired.

In order to ease the thumbs of Creator, they decided not to describe what happened in detail. All you need to know is that all five of those crazy girls are dead. Bleeding on the ground.

A few chunks of ice almost killed Lizard too, luckily his fast response made him slap it away before it happens.

For you... not so much. You were cupping your eyes so that it won't affect your precious eyeliner.

"Weed chick!" Lizard exclaimed as he slapped a chunk of ice falling on you away.

"Creator bro! Stop the damn hail, the them poor chicks are like... ground meat now!" Lizard shrieked at the sky. You peeked at the bodies and decided that Lizard is right. They are battered so badly that they look like... deli meat? How did that make sense? The hailstorm isn't that bad.

Soon, the ice fall stopped. Revealing a clear, sunny sky.

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"(Y/n)! Pay attention!"

"Girl, I am!" You replied to your maths teacher. There is another plothole, you went to maths class twice. It's better not to tell creator or else they would make you and Lizard do everything again.

"Then solve the problem on the board!" She crossed her arms.

"What the hell— aren't we on permutations and combinations!? It's trigonometry now!"

"That's why you should have paid attention!" You furrowed your eyebrows. What!? You were! You were literally paying full attention! How did the whiteboard switch to a completely different topic in a blink of an eye?

"Dude, don't worry. It was permutations and combinations, creator is writing a cliche in." Lizard whispered next to you.

"And what cliche is this?" You replied.

"Unreasonable teachers."

"What's with the sudden whiteboard change?"

"Shh, don't talk about it. It's a plothole—"

"Lizard-Chan! Stop talking to (y/n)—"

"It's T-BOY!" He shot up from his seat and slammed the table with his hand.

"Talking back, are we!?" The teacher angrily yelled at him.
"As a punishment, you'll be doing the homework twice!"

Lizard shook his head and rolled his eyes.

"Oh screw this, bro." Lizard turned his head to the side and locked eyes with a smaller male. He blushed and looked away, the dreadlocked male beamed.

"L-Lizard-Chan, w-what are you doing—" The man in the undersized uniform grabbed him by the the collar and the waistband of his pants.

"Lizard! Stop it, sit down and do your work—" the teacher's eyes widened.

CRASH!

"Run, weed chick!" Lizard grabbed you by the wrist and bolted out of the room.

You couldn't believe that Lizard hurled a student at the teacher. As if that student was a... bowling ball.

Before exiting, you caught a glimpse of the teacher and the student embedded in the damaged wall. How strong is Lizard exactly?!