A boy wearing a chef's hat with a red scarf tied like a tie casually asked, "Just what are we going to talk about? The reason we're all gathered here in this classroom?" The leading conversationalist dismissed his question and instead asked his own.
"First of off, let me ask you all something. Do any of you remember how you got here?"
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Everyone in the room looked around at everyone else, eventually causing gasps of realization to come from my peers. I swore that I stopped breathing for a few seconds. No one knew how they came to the classroom? That's not freaky at all.
The male in the white suit continued, looking off to the side at nothing in particular. "So before you realized it, you were in this classroom...Then everyone here is in the same predicament." Wait. For real? I made eye contact with a few other students but all of them just looked as panicked as I felt.
"No matter how you look at it, it's unnatural. Even you stupid-looking ones would agree, right?" He glanced at a few people while saying that last comment and when he made eye contact with me, I acted as if he insulted me but I knew he was just stuck up about not getting an actual pizza delivery guy.
It seemed the side insult didn't register to some freshmen, the girl with freckles on the bridge of her nose mumbling, "I-it is strange. Nobody actually remembers how they came here..." Her sentence trailed of and her expression turned into one of offense. "Hey! What do you mean, 'stupid-looking'!?"
Stanford University ignored her outburst and instead said, "The moment you set foot on campus, you felt a strange dizziness, and now you're here and you don't know why..." He glanced around at everyone in the room. "That is what I experienced before I arrived here. Am I correct in assuming that's true of all of you?"
I wanted to say that it wasn't but...it was. Right when I pulled myself together and started walking forward, suddenly I found myself standing in front of that weird door. The normal-looking kid in the back stammered, "Th-that happened to me too, but..."
"Eh!? That dizziness wasn't just me?" Oui chef exclaimed, trying to hide his fear with an awkward smile. "Everyone felt the same dizziness...That's weird!" One of the girls that hadn't spoken up yet, looked towards suit boy, her unevenly cut dark bangs framing her confused but scared expression. "E-Even if it's just a coincidence...it feels too good to be true..."
Too good to be true? I glanced at her again, raising an eyebrow in questioning. Soon enough, she caught my gaze but shyly looked away, fidgeting with her fingers. I'm not calling her a weirdo but her words were kinda concerning.
I dropped it though and tuned back into the main conversation. "Meaning...we can only speculate who's responsible for this strange phenomenon." Oh crap how much did I miss? The most buff teen in the room scratched his ear while he scoffed, saying, "Hah! I don't know what you're so worried about, but that doesn't sound like a huge deal..."
A tiny, "What do you mean?" came out from a pink haired dude near the back of the classroom and Muscle Man explained, "I mean it's minor problem. Instead of trying to figure out why we're here, we should try to figure out why we can't leave?"
A girl with a seemingly normal school uniform besides the missing buttons covering some of her bust perked up, tilting her head to the side in confusion. "Huh? Whaddya mean we can't leave?"
Once again, Oui chef starting trembling, stammering, "E-eh? Impossible!" Confident that the buff guy was wrong, he ran to the door and tried with all his might the pull the door open. It clattered with every pathetic shake and stayed shut despite the force.
"I-it won't open! I can't open it!" The redhead with freckles that was offended was now surprised, gasping as she murmured, "Huh, why?!" Muscle Man let out a groan of frustration, explaining once more, "A little while after I got here, I tried to leave to go take a shit! But that door wouldn't budge at all!"
Beanie Shark put his hand up to his beanie, glancing at every student nervously. "Hey, hey...what's going on?" While scratching his nose, Muscle Man took a softer tone, grumbling, "Even with all of my might, I couldn't open it! It'd be absolutely impossible for all of you."
A petty, "What?" came from what seemed to be a tiny child, wearing an orange kimono. "Eh? What do you mean you couldn't open it? Why? That's not possible!" The normal dude from earlier seemed shocked as well, stuttering, "S-she's right! It's impossible!"
Everyone looked in his direction and he seemed to get a bit flustered, looking down at his desk as he continued, "Because...when I went through the door it opened normally...It wasn't locked at all...!"
One of the first questioners from earlier spoke up, looking relatively stressed as her braids casually laid on her shoulders. "Though I don't understand what forces are at work here...There's no denying that we have been locked inside this classroom."
"Wh-what do you...mean...?"
Locked inside?
We were really locked inside the classroom?
I wordlessly and awkwardly stood from my seat, avoiding any curious gazes. Luckily, Beanie Shark drew attention back to the topic, speculating, "M-maybe we're...getting mixed up...in something dangerous?"
However, a boy with white hair and somehow game-ish green jacket, countered with his own thoughts, muttering, "Or perhaps... Doesn't it make more sense to think that is the entrance exam?"
Entrance exam my ass. I managed to make my way to the sliding door, side-stepping the chef cap boy and grabbed the handle, attempting to slide it back. It came to no avail and my efforts were wasted. Though, that did make another question come into my mind.
How did the dude with the brown hair manage to bump into me if the door was open? Did it close after I opened it again or did he just have really bad vision? It could've just been a case of misdirection but...
Whatever, the main point is we were now trapped in some weird classroom juvie. And I wasn't that hyped about it.
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Quick A/N: The schedule for this story is at least one chapter every Saturday so stay tuned on the weekends 😤
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