Ozzy's opinion of these new kids was horrible already. They made his friends relocate schools, and they all seem to have a talent for ruining his day more often than not. So, it really shouldn't have surprised him when he got killed by one of them. What he didn't expect, however, was when he woke up back in his bed on the same Tuesday morning he died on. -Cross-posted on ao3- -Rated teen for cussing and violence (so no different from the actual game itself)- -Feel free to suggest ships for this! They aren't going to be the main focus but I'd like some background stuff. Nothing toxic though- -Also correct me on grammar mistakes! Though some may be done of purpose-All Rights Reserved
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