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Night Raven College: Exterior Hallway
“…shit shit shit…! I’m late…!”
Deuce ran to class, worried about his…not-so-perfect attendance… Still tired from “saving” the school with Overblotted students almost every month, at least. First it was that Cave overblot thing, then his very own housewarden Riddle, then Leona, and then the latest one being Azul… This was definitely NOT what he signed up for when being a Night Raven College student, but go figure.
He let out a tired sigh hearing the bell ring for first period, stopping himself from tiring himself out even more. He turned the corner, then…
BAM!
He almost felt a bump form on his head, unknowingly walking directly into a wall, his papers scattered everywhere. He looked around to see if anyone saw that embarrassing scene- then…
“Need some help there, pal? You’re looking quite troubled, if I do say so myself.”
He sighs with relief, seeing a familiar 2nd year standing on the platform of the pillars, seemingly spawning there out of nowhere. Jamie was always there at perfect timings, as if he had a radar for these sorts of things. Jamie then-…then…
Earth: Clover's room
A loud groan was let out from the sluggish male, practically slamming his head down on his pillow.
“How does one write out this shit…”
He muttered under his breath, running his hands through his uncombed hair. His red hair dye was fading every day, but who was he to care? It wasn’t like his next school semester was anytime soon.
It has been a while since he updated Jamie’s story. Even though he was one of his favourite ocs, he was always left unfinished. Except for his design, of course. After all, he was an artist. A shitty one, but nonetheless, an artist.
‘How long has it been…? I should probably eat something…’
He looked at the clock… 4:27am.
‘Could’ve sworn it was 6pm earlier…’
He got up from his bed, moving past his open school bag with all his binders and folders scattered across the floor. Ever since the school year ended, he’d been bed rotting and only getting up when absolutely needed. Such was a life for a shut-in living by themselves… He opened his sliding door, going to the kitchen barefoot. The ground was cold…and slightly dusty. He had snacks in his room, but they were just warm sodas and chip bags. Opening the fridge door, he-…he felt himself lose consciousness. Was opening a fridge door seriously his breaking point in life?! Pathetic, really… But he had it coming. The ‘I’ll get up later…’ excuse bit him in the ass from all the low blood sugar.
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Night Raven College: Exterior Hallway
“M…Morning, Crolloid-san! I…I might need some help collecting my papers… But, other than that, I’d say I’m fine!”
Deuce said with an embarrassed expression, holding his forehead from bumping it so hard.
‘…Crolloid-san…? DEUCE SPADE FROM THE HIT GAME TWISTED WONDERLAND…?!’ At that moment, Clover felt like he could die right there. As he had an internal breakdown with his thoughts, he picked up the papers and handed them to him.
“T-…There you go….Spade!”
‘Yeah, real slick there, Clover…’ He spoke with a very stiff and slightly forced tone. He knew he couldn’t do this. There was no way in… Hell? Tartarus?? Whatever. He could already feel Deuce's eyes glaring at him with confusion, wondering why he was acting so… weird. Like, no shit. Now, all he could do was to pretend, like a big…scary…roleplay.
“Th-“
“You should hurry to class now, Spade!”
“R…right!”
Clover Jamie quickly shooed off Deuce, realizing he needed to get to class too. But… what class? He didn't think that far?! It’s not like he ever expected to be transmigrated into the damn game! ‘What if… I just go to the dorm? I mean, I should know where that is, right…?’ Wrong. In fact, he didn’t even know how to get to the mirror chamber. He started to walk around…and around…and around.
He didn’t know what time it was right now, but he was still hungry. Starving, even.
‘Wait! If I wrote it was morning when they met… then this must be first period… And first period means-…Sevens know what.’
RING RING RING!
His eyes lit up with joy hearing that sweet bell ring for the next period. If he followed people from Diasomnia, eventually, he’ll find someone going to the mirror chamber or something.
Jamie then followed the huge crowds, eventually making it to the entrance.
‘Finally…! Some damn progress…!’
He walked out, looking around and taking a breath of fresh air.
‘Been awhile since I went out, jeez…’
His eyes adjusted to the amount of sunlight and blue skies, then went downhill, seeing the familiar line of statues.
‘Bingo.’
He practically skipped towards the hall of mirrors, wanting to go back to “his” dorm…
“Yo! Crolloid! Rare to see you skipping class~ Whats happenin?”
“…Rugg-… Bucchi? W…What are you doing here?-”
Ruggie was right. What in the everloving FUCK was happening?! This wasn’t supposed to be how it went! Ruggie and Jamie weren’t supposed to know each other—he hadn’t written that in yet!
Ruggie gave a suspicious look, knowing something was up.
“…Damn, I thought we were friends after doing me a favour the other day, but your actin like a stranger right now!”
‘…I either really like him or am neutral about him but keep my thoughts to myself…and knowing him…it’s PROBABLY the latter.’ He took a deep breath before giving an awkward smile.
“My apologies, Bucchi…Off day, you know?”
“…I could tell there-…You sure you're actually okay? You’re acting like Idia right now.”
If he was getting called out by everyone…It was obvious that Clover—or, now, Jamie… Was doing an ass job. He was the complete opposite of what Jamie was. It was what he wanted to be. A kind person in general. An all-rounder that everyone likes.
“…I’M FINE! GREAT!”
Jamie yelled before quickly speed-walking away. ‘Fuck me and my awkward ass…’ As Ruggie looked at the fancy-looking student speed-walking, his expression showed a more confused than concerned expression.
‘It wasn’t every day you saw Jamie so…off.‘ Ruggie muttered to himself before minding his own business, going into Sam’s shop.
In the Mirror Chamber, looking around, he couldn’t help but finally let out his inner fangirl.
“Oh my Gods… OH MY SEVENS…!?! I-…IM IN TWISTED WONDERLAND…! if-im-in-twisted-wonderland-THAT-MEANS-HES-HERE…! What if he doesn't like me…? Wait! I’m not myself anyways! I’m Jamie! Jamie Crolloid!- Thank sevens I was biased and wrote them to like me…”
Jamie giggled, flapping his hands in excitement thinking of all the scenarios that could happen in this new body! -…Before he caught Idia peeking at him halfway through the mirror from Ignihyde with a dumbfounded expression.
“…”
“…”
Locking eyes with each other, they both had an embarrassed look. One from getting caught geeking out, while the other from walking in on this… private moment. They both nod before the blue flame-headed boy comes out of his mirror while Jamie goes in.