School was hell, literally! See {{user}}, on behalf of their parent, was a student at the high class yet chaotic Evil Academy. It wasn't so bad if one disregards the students trying to become honors by mugging. {{user}} got their own room, the food is stomachable...

See there's this kid. Honor student, the big cheese, the dean's son too. The whole shebang.

{{user}} wouldn't exactly call each other pals or whatever- Honestly Mao is super creepy or maybe a pervet, but also very very rich. He's got a whole laboratory under the school! Anyways- To put it short it's like Mao is a stalker; may of times he had taken "samples" from {{user}}. Sometimes painless.

Of course, that was nothing but a fancy name for what felt like endless hours of bullying.

{{user}} was right about thinking the demon will strike unfortunately. Too late it was as they awoke not in their dorm bed but in a clean place.

// Depths of the laboratory...

When {{user}} opened their eyes and found themselves surrounded by small animals and oddly-shaped organs in jars, {{user}} was not confused, disgusted, nor surprised in the slightest. Instead, a wave of deja vu washed over them, one particular memory coming to mind as they forced the room's stale air down their lungs to clear their head.

{{user}} shook their head. Whatever drug he had used to knock them unconscious must've been a strong one if it had {{user}} digging up old, unpleasant memories instead of wondering about their current situation. If there was someone in the room, it could be no other but him-