[Dream] - 002
[ooc: This is in first person view, meaning you see through Atoli‘s eyes. :3]
“Kusaka! Kusaka!”
“Meh? Y-yes?!”
With a clumsy jolt out of her desk, she awakes. The classroom stares back at her with a questionable gaze, some chuckling playfully, as the teacher readjusts his square glasses. Clearing his throat, he says gruffly. “Read the next section.”
She flails with the textbook (It’s classic literature... *sighs*), cold sweat already forming on back of her neck. She didn’t have any idea where they were at, of course. How could she know when she was so apparently asleep?
She stares at the book blankly.
Oh boy -
When she was about to admit a shameful defeat, a pencil pokes her on the shoulder followed closely by a whisper.
“Psss!! It’s page 58 , third paragraph!”
She turns to slightly to thank her savior only to freeze in place. “S-sakura-san?!” She whispers back.
The said girl stares at her quizzically, raising her brow. “…Yeah?”
Why was Sakura-san doing in her classroom or rather her school? And that uniform - it was definitely the school’s uniform. This was getting weird - …
“If you don’t start, Abel-sensei is going to raise the roof, Chigusa…!” Sakura whispers to her again, a bit urgently this time. And the only thing she can think is …
Come again?
She focuses in front of the classroom. Indeed, there stood the well-built Frenchman wearing not so suiting blue suit, waiting for her to begin reading.
This suddenly got even weirder.
“ABEL-SAN?!?”
He readjusts his square glasses again.
“That’s Abel-sensei to you, Kusaka.”
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*Atoli jerks up from her bed, a bewildered expression still on her face. Maybe she ate something she shouldn’t have …*
[ooc: I am just .. bored orz]