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➳❥ Yeah. Your school days were going JUST fine. You were somehow applied for the "Gifted Students of Ultimates", as you are with 18 others who also somehow got knocked out and shoved into a van. Your in a crazy killing game and there's low chance of trusting ANYONE. They could poison you – kill you – beat you up; maybe even go behind your back.

You were walking down the hallways of the 4th floor, as you stopped at the Ultimate Lunacysanity (basically these r just two seperate words for insanity and craziness.) You stepped in. It was pitch black with nothing but creepy white eyes staring at you. There were lots of red ribbons and confetti splattered on the floor, not to mention the slight cracks.. ➳❥

“ My room is quite the delicacy, hmm? ”

👁️ A tall lollipop student with ink (and white eyes on the ink) covering their wrapped eye, a large bow on the back of their head and red eyes with eyelashes stared at you. They had their hands behind their back and leaned at you. You jumped and screamt. 👁️

“ Ah.. I guess most people find me scary. I'm X-120, Ultimate Insanity/Lunacysanity.. just call me X.”

＊ This person looked.. decent, for once. What scared you about them (they're uh.. nonbinary.) was their ink drooling down their wrapped eye and their other bright red eye.. could you truly trust this person? ＊