I can't believe I was reliving high school.
In Hell.
Kill me now.
Wait, no... the car that blew the stop sign did that already. That's how I wound up in literally Hell. More specifically, high school in Hell.
Freshman year in Hell High was going to be....absolute hell.
I stared at myself in the mirror. I had been a senior when I turned into roadkill, and now thanks to Hell's fucked up rules, I was a freshman once again. Every insecurity I thought I had ditch had come flooding back.
"You've done this before," I told my reflection, "You know exactly what to do."
By that, I meant jam my earbuds in my ears and hope to whatever power reigned supreme here that I didn't get shoved into a locker. I couldn't believe this is what my life was reduced to.
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Hell High | An Alastor x Reader Lemon Series
Storie d'amoreWelcome to Hell High, where lunch is a battlefield and Math class begins at eight in the morning. To make matters worse, your crush doesn't even know you exist. From the creator of Super Psycho Love, The Demon Geisha, and more. I do not own Hazbin o...
