Welcome to this new fic.
It was a random idea I had, so I made a oneshot to test it out.
It received good responses and people wanted this to become a full-fledged fic.
Yeah, there will be an OC
But am I going to explain it here?
No.
I want to make this OC seem....part of the LN
So as you read on, you'll eventually discover what the OC is like.
Sleepy_0001 won the title award for this fic!
Anyway, enjoy!
Kiyotaka PoV
It's been 4 months since I've arrived back at the White Room.
4 months since I had graduated from ANHS.
4 months since I last saw my friends.
4 months since I broke up with Kei.
I spent my three years in ANHS initially looking to enjoy my freedom and mold my own personality.
I had succeeded.
But.
Those three years passed by me like a blur.
I wasn't sad or anything like that.
I was happy to have won against my father and spend my three years doing whatever I can to live and act like a normal human being.
I developed the ability to genuinely empathize,sympathize and to care for others.
Something the White Room would never teach its students.
But it's not like I failed to understand why they'd never allow these students to develop these human traits.
To be Human in an Inhumane facility....
Is nothing short of a grave mistake.
I was simply fueled by my curiosity to find and discover things about myself.
Things past what the White Room could offer.
But....
In those three years, nothing had seemed to erase what this cold, sterile room had engraved into my mind ever since I was young.
In the end, I still won.
But at what cost?
Deep down, I wanted to lose.
I wanted to prove his ideals wrong.
I felt a little bit more human than before.
I can show compassion.
But that compassion, no matter how genuine it is...
Can turn cruel in mere seconds.
I will never hesitate on using that person as long as it benefits me.
The closer they are to me.
The easier for me to use.
I was currently laying on my bed.
I stared at the white ceiling as I reminisced about my entire student life.
It'd be a lie to say that I didn't miss it.
It'd be a lie to say that I wouldn't want to relive it.
But nothing can change the past.
And nothing can change my upcoming future.
Everything had been set in stone.
I closed my eyes and decided to sleep while I still can.
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I walked in a blank void.
This was strange to me.
I wasn't used to dreaming.
I simply sleep and that's that.
" I've been waiting for you." A voice said.
I turned around to see a tall figure wearing a large cloak.
" Who are you?" I immediately asked as I instinctively took a step back and put my guard up.
" Relax. I mean no harm, you may refer to me as anything you'd like. I was born with no name, after all." They spoke.
Born with no name, huh.
I decided to relax.
This was a dream..... dreams aren't real.
Having reminded of that, I decided to humor myself in this dream by asking what this being wanted.
" I want to grant you one wish. You may wish for anything you deeply desire." He told me.
A wish?
So like a genie?
Wishes can rather be tricky....
You can easily regret those wishes if you don't narrow it down specifically enough.
But since this is a dream.
I have no real reason to worry about consequences.
" I wish to back to past to relive my days as a student of Advanced Nurturing High School. " I said.
" Is that your final decision?" The being asked.
I shrugged, " Why not?"
A grin began to form on their face.
" Interesting. I will grant your wish as promised. Enjoy your second chance...." They said before snapping his fingers.
CRACK! The ground began shaking.
" What...? " I muttered in confusion as the world around me began to shatter.
What did I do....
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Shoko PoV
I stared at the acceptance letter I held in my hand with widened eyes.
" Please....please don't be a dream...." I muttered repeatedly as I blinked repeatedly.
I got accepted....
This letter....has my name on it....
I also received a uniform.....
I.....
I did it.
I felt myself smiling creepily.
What? I don't smile often so whoever is reading my life story. Don't judge!
You all can go suck a dick for all I care.
I released a sigh of relief and happiness.
I can finally live a life far away from my satanic foster parents.
I quickly packed up the acceptance letter and uniform and placed it in my bag.
Time to go back home....
For the last time, hopefully.
I went outside of my secret mail box location and went to my bike that I parked outside.
I quickly got on it and began cycling back home.
I hope they're still out of the house....
I'd prefer to go to bed immediately rather than suffer more from them.
I planned to wake up early tomorrow, so I can bike to the bus stop immediately and wait for my ride to freedom.
I arrived back at my home ( I really hate referring to it as this.) And quickly parked my bike right outside and under my bedroom window.
Getaway vehicle. Check.
Ha, people must think bikes don't count as a 'vehicle' much less a 'getaway vehicle' but you should never underestimate this piece of history!
Learning how to ride a bike is much more simple than learning how to drive a car.
Why?
Bikes are cheap, you don't have to wait in line for your license, you don't have to be pressured by a driving instructor and you can park your bike anywhere!
A bike can get you through a lot of things.
Of course, a car is still superior in many ways.
But never underestimate bikes!
Anyway, stupid thoughts aside, I have to get inside my room quickly and sleep.
I quickly climbed the tree that was conveniently right by my window.
Its branch was long enough to reach my window.
I balanced myself carefully as I walked towards my window.
I didn't fully close it.
I held a bit of it open by placing an eraser as a disruptor to prevent it from fully closing and locking me out.
And from a distance, it'd look closed and most people would assume it's locked.
So nobody can sneak inside except for me.
I slid my thin fingers under the small opening and pushed the window up to open it.
" As expected of me." I complimented myself as I got inside my room, closed the window and locked it.
People must be wondering if I'm smart or athletic.
I'm not academically smart or even street smart.
I simply learn from my mistakes and improvise.
After all, you have to get used to living a shitty life rather than complain about it like a whiny bitch.
And I'm no whiny bitch.
As for athleticism, I'm absolutely dogwater.
I can climb trees because I'm used to it.
But I can't climb rocks or run really fast.
I placed my bag by my bed.
I should take a bath....I stink.
I grabbed my towel and proceeded to the bathroom.
It was a small bathroom.
A bathroom those two fuckers gave me to personally clean.
Not that I mind cleaning it myself.
After all, I get my own personal bathroom.
But I just hate these satanic foster parents.
I hang the towel on the hanger and proceeded to take off my clothes.
I untied my hair from its ponytail, letting my long white hair roam free.
Ah, that feels nice.....
I began unbuttoning my shirt, slowly revealing my cheap bra.
I don't really care about my size.
Medium is premium.
I took off my polo shirt and began taking off my pants, leaving me in my complete underwear form.
I reached to my back so I can unhook my bra.
Ah, that also feels nice.
No matter how small or big your breasts are,
You'll always like that feeling of freedom once the bra comes off.
Once I successfully unhooked my bra, I immediately put it away and took off my panties.
" Time to take a wonderful shower...." I said to myself as I got under the shower head and proceeded bathing myself.
( After her private time...)
I was currently in my pajamas as I layed on my bed.
Tomorrow.....will be the start of a new life....
I began creepily smiling again at that thought.
I never thought I'd actually be accepted into such a prestigious school.
I really struggled in the entrance examinations.
I probably had the lowest score.
But maybe it was my interview which saved my life?
....
Nope.
I sucked at that too.
I....looked completely robotic as I answered their questions.
But whatever! It doesn't matter now!
I got accepted!
And now.... I sleep.
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I was at the beach.
I was sitting on the sand, simply staring at the ocean.
Was this a dream? Sometimes I wish it was reality.
Man, this was peaceful.
I like it here.
" I like it too." I hear a voice say and the world around me began to distort.
" Huh?" I said in suprise.
My world began to shatter.
" W-Wait!" The ground was shaking and it began to split in half.
" N-Noo!" I yelled as I fell into the deep abyss.
" It's a dream." The same voice told me.
" Shut up stupid voice and help me!" I yelled as I kept falling.
" Just wake up." It replied.
" NOT HELPING , YOU USELESS PIECE OF SHI-"
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I shot up from my bed as I breathed heavily.
T-That was.....rough.
" Just a dream....." I reminded myself.
I took deep breaths before adjusting back to reality.
I experienced nightmares way worse....
But that one....felt strange...
I told you it's just a dream.
........
Did....Did I just hear a voice?
Yes.
No. No. Nonononono.
Am I going insane?
No. You are perfectly sane.
I stood up from my bed.
" So I'm hearing another voice in my head. Haha, totally normal." I sarcastically told myself.
This was totally a phase that all human beings went through.
I mean, I talk to myself daily.
BUT I DON'T FUCKING EXPECT A RESPONSE.
HOLY SHIT!
I can hear your thoughts, you know?
I must be hallucinating.
I wish for that to be true, but unfortunately, that isn't the case.
I pieced myself together.
I calmed myself down.
The shock is over.
Now I'm just pissed.
Hey buddy, why don't you get out of my head, yeah?
I wish it were that easy.
Well then, I'm disappointed.
So a monotone voice is in my head now?
Come on! I wanted a normal life!
I mean, if I tell people that a voice is responding to my thoughts, they'd immediately throw me into a damn asylum!
Well, not like I'd talk to people anyway, but still.
You seem pretty calm about this situation after a short moment of shock.
Well, I'm built different.
I see. Tell me, what year is it?
Is he some sort of grandpa?
I heard that.
Not sorry. Anyway, the year is 2015.
Are you a high schooler?
About to be in my first year....
What school?
Advanced Nurturing High School.
I see....*sigh* it seems like that creature wasn't lying.
Creature?
I met an unknown creature in my dream. It told me that it can grant me one wish, so I-
So you wished to be inside the mind of a young teenage girl? Not only are you a pervert, you are probably a pedo.
I'm only 16 .
Ah great, so you're just a pervert.
Will you let me finish?
Go ahead.
I made a careless wish. I wished to go to back to the past elive my student days at ANHS . I didn't expect the dream to be somewhat real...
Nor did I expect this wish to come true.
I let out an annoyed groan.
What? You had regrets or something?
No. I simply felt empty after my three years of high school ended.
You are suprisingly honest for a pervert.
I'm not a pervert.
Ugh. Now I have to live the rest of my life with you in my head?
A great start to my first day of freedom.
First day? Are you supposed to ride the bus today?
Yeah, wait-
Shit. I need to take a bath and change-
WAIT HOW AM I GONNA DO THAT WITH YOU AROUND?
What do you mean?
WHAT DO YOU MEAN , WHAT DO I MEAN? CAN YOU SEE WHAT I'M SEEING?
Yeah.
THERE'S YOUR ANSWER, CHIEF!
There is absolutely no way I'm letting a pervert like you watch me bathe.
I can just close my eyes.
Huh? Close your eyes? Wait, do you have a physical body in my head?
Yeah.
Great. That makes it weirder having a tiny person talking in my head rather than a voice.
Haha, this is great....
You're quite sarcastic to yourself , aren't you?
Shut up and close your eyes, pervert.
* sigh* I'm not a pervert....* closes eyes* you can go ahead now.
This situation is ass.
( After her shower )
I wore my new uniform and looked at myself in the mirror.
" I don't look half bad..." I said to myself.
Can I open my eyes now?
Oh right, forgot you were here. Sure, whatever.
I began to tie my hair into its usual ponytail.
I see. I accessed your thoughts the night before. So you plan to go down by the window.
Already back reading? As expected of a weirdo who suddenly appeared in my thoughts overnight.
I have a name, Kazumi.
Don't care.
I also didn't bother asking on how he knew my name since he likely had that covered.
I quickly got my backpack which contained a few sets of my clothes.
I opened my window.
I hopped onto the branch and began walking to the main stem to slide down.
I'm impressed with your ' getaway vehicle'
Oh. So now someone is actually judging my broke ass for picking a bike, hm?
No. I agree with your short explanation as to why people shouldn't underestimate bikes.
Good.
I got on my bike and began cycling away from that god forsaken house.
Sayonara, foster bitches. May we never meet again!
Your thoughts are entertaining.
I'm glad you think so, Mr. Pervert.
*sigh* My name is Ayanokoji Kiyotaka....
I don't recall asking.
You know, I think it's best if we try to work together and fix this. Or at least get used to sharing one mind.
Fine you're right. I was just really pissed that something was going wrong.
I was near the bus stop now.
I didn't expect you to apologize so suddenly.
I'm taking it back now.
I'm kidding.
Will make part 2 tomorrow since Paimon has to sleep because Paimon's creators said that I'll wake up early.
I hope you're entertained by Kazumi so far.
She may be....rough...
But I didn't want a deredere character or a seemingly skilled character that needs polishing.
She literally has no hidden skills that'd be useful in ANHS
SleepyPaimon, out~