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You were a new student at True Cross Academy. You had heard many great things about the school, and so far, you couldn't agree more. The fancy decor, the delicious (yet expensive) food, the cozy dorms, and best of all, the exciting exorcist cram school you had joined. Although, when you met the principal, you couldn't help but feel a bit unnerved. Sure, you were a bit shy at times when meeting important people--especially his type: tall, unique, having a sort of commanding presence, piercing eyes, and a bit on the handsome side, to say the least; but something about him was just... Not right to you. You noticed how he seemed to look at you

There she lay, the poor thing, a soaking heap at the bottom of the white marble steps in the heavily pouring rain. Then, there was a creak of a door, and light was cast down upon her figure. "Who goes there?" a tall, blonde man called out alarmingly as he checked his surroundings from the doorway of the high-classed building. His sleep had been disturbed by the sound of a crashing impact, and came out to see what was the matter. Finally, his eyes laid upon a still body resting at the foot of his front steps. He approached it cautiously, laying his hand readily upon his sword at his side. At closer view as he descended the last few steps, he

Time flows at a constant rate. There is no stop. There is no slowing down, no fast-forwarding. No skipping, no repeating. Only He can manipulate Time. You, however, are the Chosen. Chosen by Him personally. The Key. It doesn't have to end this way. You can go back. You have just enough of his magic. You can break the rules. So, what do you say, (f/n) (l/n)? Shall we try this again...? ~~~ "Oi, (l/n)! You coming?" You, in a half-daze, glanced over from the window at Rin who was waving you over. "Y-Yeah, sorry!" You quickly grabbed your things and followed him out of the classroom to hang out for lunch period. My name is (f/n) (l/

"Kei? Kei!" You called loudly, banging on your boyfriend's door. "(f/n)?" the tall, shaggy-haired brunette responded, quickly opening it. You immediately hugged him tightly. "We need to talk..." After telling Kei about what was going on, he was silent, taking a bit to process everything. "...'Failing'?" He finally responded, dumbfounded. "...I don't understand... How...?" You shook your head, eyes downcast. "That's what he told me... he even showed me your report to prove it..." "I... I can't be failing...! I... I've been trying so hard... and the teachers never said anything about it! A-And now... now they wanna expel me?!" You kept qui

"An exorcist...?!" Arthur roared in distraught exclamation, causing Kotone to spit out her coffee from the other room, nearly dropping her mug on the cherrywood table in front of her. It had been three months since Arthur had taken Kotone in. He taught her quite a bit about demons and displayed many examples of his "amazing" skills as an exorcist. It was quite annoying to hang around her overly self-esteemed caretaker all the time, so she usually liked to stay in seperate rooms and not interact whenever possible; however, he had his good qualities, as well. Even though he was a total idiot sometimes, he still did an excellent job caring for

"'Can't swim?!'" Ryuji Suguro scoffed, repeating the PE instructor's words. "What do you mean she can't swim?! This training doesn't even require that! The pool isn't even deep enough to drown her!" Today was the day the cram students would receive training in the academy's pool area to learn how to battle and detain water-type demons while in the water. Everyone was required to wear swimsuits provided by the school, and Kotone Angel had permission to sit out. Ryuji had pulled the instructor aside to question it. He didn't believe it was fair to let her skip out on this session while everyone else had to strip down to trunks and onesies. Mr

Bon yawned, adjusting the scarf he was wearing as he made his way towards his dorm, carrying a bag of items he had just previously purchased. He had heard about you staying in the infirmary, but decided not to visit you, being you weren't staying for anything serious. Plus, he felt he should apologize the next time he saw you for saying those things about your deceased ex because of the way you had reacted, but felt as though you really didn't need to think about any of that while in your current condition. He heaved out a heavy sigh as he neared his room, rummaging through his pocket with his free hand to pull out the key. He'd worry about