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[physical education 101]
Who: transfer students
When: July 1̷̝̤̳̙̫̭̻̝͓̄̇̾̀̕͝9̸̙̱̹͍̮̈́́̀̅͛̐̔̋ 20
Where: the. . . gymnasium?
What: an ice breaker
Warnings: moderate physical injury (not debilitating), psychological horror (absolutely debilitating)
[The school is empty. The school is quiet. The only sound that cuts through the silence is the soft ticking of the hallway clocks that mark the passing of each second.]
[. . .]
[At least. . . until a stiff breeze whips through the classrooms, scattering dirty papers and jerking the curtains aside. The clock strikes 6:00 a.m.]
[The school bell chimes.]
[ Team rooms | Endgame | Rewards ]
When: July 1̷̝̤̳̙̫̭̻̝͓̄̇̾̀̕͝9̸̙̱̹͍̮̈́́̀̅͛̐̔̋ 20
Where: the. . . gymnasium?
What: an ice breaker
Warnings: moderate physical injury (not debilitating), psychological horror (absolutely debilitating)
[The school is empty. The school is quiet. The only sound that cuts through the silence is the soft ticking of the hallway clocks that mark the passing of each second.]
[. . .]
[At least. . . until a stiff breeze whips through the classrooms, scattering dirty papers and jerking the curtains aside. The clock strikes 6:00 a.m.]
[The school bell chimes.]
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not smart enough to find the key tho --]It was in the teacher's podium.
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Ah... we talked about where it could be, but then everything happened so fast...
Is that where the key would usually be?
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[ He supposes he can see the logic. The key would be with the teacher's belongings, wouldn't it? ]
I guess the teacher usually has the key.
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I-I haven't been to school in a while, so I don't remember.
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That's okay. I guess that would make it harder.
[ Still though, this guy looked like he should be in high school, too... Huh. ]
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...do you think the ghosts are going to keep asking us to do things like that?
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[ Then again, who's to say it was the ghosts who were forcing them to do things like that, as opposed to someone hidden within the school? ]
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W-what else would they do?
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Things like...
[ Harming each other, betrayal, getting them to do their dirty work, the list goes on. ]
Making you sing in front of everyone else.
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Not again....
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[ Whoa. Looks like he accidentally touched a nerve there... ]
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[ People who claim not to be good singers ALWAYS end up being the opposite of -- ]
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B-because I'm not really good at anything...
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[ Everyone's good at something... ]
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[ he's got nothin'. ]
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But for now, Minato gives him a couple small pats on the shoulder. Pat pat. There there. ]
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he does pick his head up with a small, shy smile, but now he's distracted. ]
Koro-san...?
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So he tilts his head a bit in response. ]
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Ummm... [ what was he supposed to be saying. ] T-Thank you...
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No problem.
[ He rises from his spot before giving Toby one last look. ]
...I'm going to check on more people. Take care of yourself, okay?
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Gives Toby a little thumbs-up before disappearing back into the weary crowd. ]