Chapter 2. Starting from scratch

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I finally came back around... But not outside the school like I'm pretty sure I was before. After fully regaining my thoughts, I stood up and looked around the room.

"I'm... In a classroom?" I spoke, confusion in my voice. That was until I heard a rustle behind the teachers desk, the silence being broke and frightening me.

"H-Huh!? Who's there..?" I asked, approaching the desk slowly and carefully, as to not make too much noise. Leaning over the desk, I was met by a girl with short black hair, and crimson red eyes that looked back at me, she too looked confused and worried. However, her outfit caught my eyes, she was wearing a long sleeve shirt with a black corset over the top along with a cobweb-patterned skirt and black stockings with black shoes to finish it off. But the parts of the outfit that caught my eye was the red gem necklace she was wearing and the hairclip she wore...

 But the parts of the outfit that caught my eye was the red gem necklace she was wearing and the hairclip she wore

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For some reason, it seemed awfully familiar to me. But enough of that, I helped the girl up and after she dusted herself off, she asked me,

"Where are we, and who are you?" Her calm voice and elegant posture reflected my somewhat rough and messy posture.

"In a school, I believe. And my names Y/N, Y/N L/N. And my ultimate talent is the ultimate Toymaker." 

"Ah, that name and talent sounds familiar..? Anyways, my name is Celestia Ludenberg. It's nice to meet you Miss Y/N." She greeted me nicely, but I had to quickly butt in,

"Oh.. Uhm, I know this is sudden, but could you please not use Miss or Mister. I'm non-binary and would prefer to just be called Y/N." After stating this, I saw her become flustered from embarrassment and state,

"Oh my! I'm so sorry, I promise to use your pronouns of choice and will never do that again." She bowed to me, apologising multiple times until I chuckled weakly.

"It's okay, I forgive you. Now, come on. We got to find out who is in charge." I told her as I held my hand out to her. She took a few seconds to process what I said before taking my hand and we began our journey looking around, talking as we walked. Her hand occasionally moving off mine as she stops to search the rooms, finding no sight of anyone... or anything. After a long time of checking each room, we head to the final room, the gymnasium. Upon opening the large doors, we are met by a bright light and once our eyes adjusted we saw 14 other students spaced out, now looking at me and Celestia with sharp glares that felt like knives. I looked back at them, then realised I was still holding Celestia's hand which I quickly let go of,

"I-I was just leading her around as we searched!" I stutter, panic setting in as they looked disappointed that there were more people trapped.

"So.. It seems you two are also trapped here too?" A strong voice spoke, I looked around to see where it came from and was met by a tall, muscly woman.

"Yeah.. But why?" 

"None of us here know! We are all sceptical of what's happening..." A high pitch but sweet voice spoke as a medium-height girl with brown hair spoke.

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