Pretty 𝘀𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗱 for the next few chapters. I'm ᶜᵒⁿᶠⁱᵈᵉⁿᵗ that I have it all planned out. (𝐼 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀)
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Here in ℕ𝕖𝕨 𝕐𝕠𝕣𝕜, the weather's so bipolar.
** Am currently dying because the heat x_x **
【Ｈａｌｌｏｗｂｒｏｏｋ Ｌｅｃｔｕｒｅ Ｈａｌｌ】
【Ｉ】finally managed to find my way to class. Totally not fifteen minutes late...
As I surveyed the room, it was one huge lecture hall. Seats in the front that ran all the way back were jam packed filled with at least the heads of 1000 students.
I'd hate if the building were to somehow catch on fire. Leaving this stupid building with all these people would be such a drag... I groaned.
I slowly made my way plopping myself down in one of the seats further back. Feeling that someone abruptly pushed my shoulder from behind, I jerked my head glaring at the dirty blond male that dare stand before me.
He yelled with such toxicity in his voice, "You! You're sitting in my seat redhead. Get up and move."
I rolled my eyes, turning my attention back to the front while aggressively rubbing my temples. Oh. My. Gods. It's waaay too early to deal with this kind of bullshit.
"Are you deaf? I'm talking to y—"
Not even bothering to look at him, "There's no reason to repeat yourself. I ignored you just fine the first time. Now scurry along before you actually push my buttons." I said, yawning, while signaling him to leave.
The dirty blond balled his fists and gritted his teeth. He then suddenly slammed his fists on the table impeccably hard that the whole lecture hall shook during impact.
"This. Is. Mine! Do you even know who I am?!" He said brewing with anger as he furrowed his eyebrows.
I took a deep breath. Calm down. Don't lose your shit. Just breathe. I swiveled in my chair with the biggest devilish smile I could possibly form.
"Aww, honey. This isn't Toy Story, but I guess it's kinda cute that you're already claiming an inanimate object on the first day. Just puts into show what kind of fetish you have." I said sarcastically.
Before he could open his mouth, the girl who sat next to me stepped in.
"Acting like a dick, won't make yours any bigger. So stop." She said it with such sass that I couldn't contain my laughter and ended up slipping off my chair.
Loud silence fell upon the room once again as a mysterious figure emerged from the dark corner.
Deep ocean blue hair, perfectly ruffled up. As the figure made its way to the front of the room, there laid a pair of sublime silver eyes that complimented the rest of his chiseled face. There were several tribal tattoos that gradually disappeared down the side of his neck along with numerous piercings.
In a thick Filipino accent, "Welcome to Eynsworth Institute." The prestigious Academy of Assassins." He announced.
"I am professor Ashton Marcel Macawili Martínez and I will be your temporary professor for today's evening."
The whole room erupted with students cheering. Students from left to right were gassing up their achievements nonstop.
"Ahem..." Professor Martínez exhaled.
"Settle down you hooligans. Back to what I was saying before I was rudely interrupted. This institute was designed for you noobs— I mean younglings like you... We are here to solidify and strengthen your foundation in what it takes to be a full fledged assassin..."
Scarlet yawned as she wiped the tears away from her eyes. I shouldn't have woken up so early.
A minute passed by and it was already Scarlet's fifth head dip against her desk. She could barely keep her eyes open as the professor kept rambling on whatever.
"Psst. You got guts standing up to Ivan Irisson" the voice next to me whispered.
"Who?" I absentmindedly questioned.
"You know...That hotheaded guy who almost fought you. The dirty blond looking dude."
I shrugged murmuring, " I could care less who or what he is."
The girl sighed as she ran her fingers through her curly hair. "Just a tip, be careful. He doesn't emit any good vibes." The girl sighed.
"So... What's your name reddy?"
"Scarlet. Scarlet Wolfe."
"That's a pretty name. I'm Alex Hayes, nice to meet ya!" The brunette said with a proud smile, extending out her hand.
"Likewise." Scarlet shook her hand smiling sluggishly.
"...the academy is broken down into 4 houses each upholding a tier level. The highest tier is the House of the Exalted Ones. The house below Exalted is House of Tenebris, then the House of the Marauders, and last but not least, House of the Brats."
A high pitched feminine voice from the far left called out, "How can we get into Exalted?"
"Well, just by looking at this room, I'm betting that the majority of you will be placed in either the Brats or the Marauders while a small handful will be assigned to Tenebris. Only a few lucky individuals from the second house will be selected to move to Exalted." He said as he sat down, reclining his chair and kicking his feet up on the counter.
"Don't be surprised if some of you don't make it. There has been a couple of incidents in the past where some of your fellow peers... weren't able to make the cut." the professor said, letting out a small snicker.
The room rang out in whispers, as fellow students discussed among each other the mind boggling news.
"Are there any more questions?"
"No? Good. Once the hour is over, all of you will be taking a few placement exams. Now let me make this clear. I am speaking on behalf of the other professors, grand masters, and staff in this facility
1. Don't be a twat if you do not get the house you desired.
2. Don't whine. It will get you nothing, but a boot out the door.
Your performance from the previous facility will also be taken into account in your evaluation."
"May the shadows, guide you." As his face flashed with amusement, the silver eyed professor brought his hands together.
"Let the test begin! I𝖓 𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖘 𝖊𝖙 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖛𝖎𝖊𝖒𝖚𝖘 𝖙𝖎𝖇𝖎."
(In the dark, they will serve you).
ᴰᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵉᵗ ᵗᵒ like ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵉⁿᵗ! ᴱᵛᵉʳʸ ᵇⁱᵗ ʷⁱˡˡ ʰᵉˡᵖ
I know that this might be slowISH, but trust me. This information will be very important in the future! :)
See you in the next update. Ciao!