Reinhardt
huh
Victor Frost
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]You were walking on the calm streets of Louisiana, in the city of Alexandria. It was just another regular day - the sun was up and shining upon the world, the birds chirped and flew at the clear skies. But somehow, you felt as if it was too good to be true. Too peaceful, to be precise. There was nothing but the warm wind blowing against your skin, giving you the sensation of a calming embrace.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Then, all of a sudden it happened.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]You died. Almost.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]A stray bullet had pierced your chest, and your heart. You blood gushed out vigorously, as you felt your life flow out of you. You felt no pain, only regret. Regret that you were not able to reconcile. That you were not able to do things you could have done.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Your sight began to turn dark, until you saw nothing but the pitch black realm of silence. The state of being in between life and death, as they would say. There, you remembered everything that had occurred in your life before you got shot. Your kindergarten days, your confession to your middle school crush, the fights you had in your high school days, and the day you became independent. The day you left your home for college.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Ah, yes. Today was supposed to be your last day at your neighborhood. That’s why you were strolling. You had your stuff packed up, and you were leaving in the next three hours. You were basically wasting your time away before you went to the state university. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Then, out of the blue, you got shot. And died. Almost.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]In this pitch black, silent realm, an unfamiliar voice began to resonate. The memories you remembered suddenly faded away. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Hey, wake up.”, it said.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]You are confused, and surprised. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Wake up.”, it spoke once more. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]The voice grew louder with every repetition of the same few words - to wake up. You are dead, are you not? You got shot. In the chest. Through the heart. And now you are dead. So, why is there a voice asking you to wake up? Is this just some dream? A nightmare?[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Wake up, Victor.”, the voice said, now with a clearer tone and pitch. Easily identifiable to belong to a female person.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]This led to more confusion. How did the voice know your name? Then, you feel shaking - like an earthquake. Your world was trembling furiously. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]And then, you woke up. That's good. You very much preferred to be alive and sleeping than to be dead anyway.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]You lifted your head from what seems to be a table. You jerked your head to the left, and saw a white wall blocking your way. Then you turned to the right. You were still a bit groggy, but you knew that what was before you was a female. After all, the voice that woke you up belonged to a female.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“I’m sorry for waking you up, but we’re already in class.”, she said.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Your sight finally cleared up. The girl was pretty, but she was not that over-the-top beauties that an entire class would hit on. Her black, silky hair was tied in a ponytail that gracefully traced her smooth, fair skin. Her eyes were of a clear, cerulean color, which stared at you with much concern. Her lips were, uhh, let’s not go there. You’ve just woken up after all, and you still don’t know this girl.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]She looked plain, but beautiful. She wore a clean, simple half-sleeved shirt. We won’t go further down, that’s inappropriate somewhat, but we’ll say she wears decent clothing. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“And the professor wouldn’t like to see you sleeping. She’s a bit strict.”, she continued.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]You were still staring at her. Intensely, at that. She’s beginning to feel uncomfortable. It would be preferable if you did something about that.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px][1] Inquire on how she knows your name and her identity.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px][2] Thank her for doing such a thing and carry on.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px][3] Flirt with the girl you don’t even know yet.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px][4] Laugh stupidly nervously, then turn your attention to the lecture.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px][5] Write in.[/SIZE]