⟣➵ 🍬 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿? -𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘁.
In which two nightmares dressed in a daydream prove that they will rule over the world.
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❝ I believe that you're a monster too ❞
❝ and when the wo...
—monsters in the dark it's Gakushuu's birthday! come out and show a gorgeous display
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"THAT'S ALL FOR TODAY, [FIRST NAME]-SAMA, GAKUSHUU-SAMA." Your personal teacher announced.
Both of you stood up from your seats and bowed. "Thank you, Erai-sensei."
He chuckled and slightly ruffled your hair. "Go on and enjoy the holidays. They aren't here anymore, see?" he informs before pointing at your father and father in law's usual place during daily lessons. Your heads turned to the spot to see that it was indeed empty.
"That's new," Gakushuu said.
You squinted your eyes suspiciously to the teacher standing in the room. While he just shrugged and bid his farewell to the both of you.
"It's the last day of the year, and yet they didn't hold back in these lessons," you sighed with your head hung low.
Picking up his books, Gakushuu replied: "Time is precious. They wouldn't even think about giving us a break."
"I suppose so," you agreed.
Pushing the doors of your home classroom, you were immediately greeted with butlers and maids holding different sets of suits and gowns.
"What's with the formal attire," Gakushuu inquired.
"L/n-sama and Asano-sama are in the dining room waiting. They want to have dinner with both of you," the head maid replied.
You looked at your watch: December 31, 21:19. Peering at Gakushuu, you saw him getting escorted to his room while making him choose what suit to wear. Not before briefly looking at you and winking. Your mouth formed a goofy smile before turning to Kenji and asking him to choose your gown instead.
Finally arriving in your room, you looked at the gown he was holding. Smiling in delight, you nodded, and Kenji called a maid to help you get ready before leaving. Doing your hair and putting on light makeup, you started small talk with the familiar maid.
"Why aren't you going home for the holidays?" you began.
"They wouldn't like that," she replied.
"Ah, I see. I hope you enjoy your new year here then."
"I hope your dinner goes well," she innocently returns.
You chuckled, finding a little harmful intent in that reply. The maid places the last hairpin in your low braided buns before clasping her hands in delight. She bowed and went out of your room, leaving you to genuinely admire yourself in the mirror.
A knock on your door disrupted your trance. Your beige gown smoothly flowing while turning to get to the door. With your heels elegantly clicking, it felt so surreal. This royalty feeling that you have only dreamed of before was now your reality. Finally, opening your door, you were met with a formally suited Gakushuu.
