CHAPTER VIII ~ COMPETITION

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I'll probably get lost and end up walking into the principal's office thinking it's my classroom...















Then they'll look at me with confused faces as I sink back into my sea of humiliation...


















And then I'll become the laughing stock of the school year... they'll call me something like...








..the principal boy...

















*Shiver again*














'Please don't let that happen...'





















I walked in silence as I let countless excruciating possibilities roam my mind, as ease and peace of mind drifted farther and farther from me.




















'I wanna go home...'


















I'm not there yet and it's already too hard...


















All the people that'll be there...

















Making direct eye contact...




















It's okay... (Y/N) and Mirio will be there...!
































Or... what if..
























'What if we have different classrooms...'


















I'd walk into a room full of unfamiliar faces... all too antagonistic to approach awkward-new-guy me as they huddled together in their own little cliques...

























I'd be the latest and have to take a seat in the front where everyone can see me...
























Where the teacher will pick on me most...

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