[Valentines Special: Your Reality]

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A/n: Deviantart Users Rejoice! Wattpad Users who read the first part like three days ago rejoice too!

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D̷̨͖̞̻̓͐͗̀̆̉̑̑͝o̷̪̺̺͂̈́̒̇̒̾̈́́̕͘n̵͔̅͑͐̉͊͑͠'̴̡͕̦̙̰̠͍̭̦̜̟̣͂͊̔̅̽̕t̸̡͍̺̬̗̰̦̮̤̰̤͍͕̳̓̔̀̉̈́͗̓̈́̌̇̇̔̊̽͐͜ ̷̧̜͙̭̱͙̗͇̣̱͊ẁ̴͓͆͌͛̿ą̵̨͉͓͉̭̱̪̘͖̣͋͒s̴̛̻͙̯̲̼̰̹̰͓͍̟̈̇͒͒͂̐͜͝͝ͅͅṱ̶̨̢̠̬̮͕̥̼̐̉̕ͅè̸̻̼̻̬̜̰͒̉̒̑̈͗̑͒̊̅͆̍̚͝ ̸̨͉͓̪̘̰̙͈̼̘̦͉̬͆͌ț̶͌͂̐̋̆̌̒̐̒̄͐̂͑̋͠h̶̹̲̖̬͉͖̱̥̦̣̍̍͐̍̃͝ͅi̵̤͈̪̞̮͈̘͉̣͑̌̐͜͠s̵͚̪̦̼̬̦̠̖̈́̆̂̃̏͊̓ ̵̛̲͔̤̹̗͌̍̍̎̀̄̇͘


A gasp, as light filled the emerald eyes of Monika. She blinked, she was in a classroom. Her classroom, and it was completely empty save for her. Beads of sweat dotted her forehead, though it made sense. The light of the afternoon sun was beaming down directly on her desk, where she might have taken a nap.

Strange, she didn't recall ever falling asleep.

F̷̨̧̧̭͙̭̥͉͍̖̱͍̝̦̃̽̂͂͑́̂͘͠i̵̦̫̾̉̅̉̐́͋̔͠x̸̞͔̜̫̘͆̋̃̅̀̍͜ͅ ̴̲̼̖̳͓̻̣̜̞̪̬͕͈̐̔͝ỳ̸̨͓̳̜͝o̸̡̥͍͎̫̝͚̱̬̙̥̪̟͊͊̍͐͗͒̒͌̀͆͌̉̒̍ú̸̩̳̻̹̟͖̒͆̈́̽̏̑̀͋r̵̨̙̟͚̲͌̃̄̿͑̀́̓̈́͂͊̋̑͘ ̶̡̨̡̺̟͚͓̝̤̹̳͒̎̈́̌̔̈́͐̽͋̓͋̄̀̕͝m̶̢̡̞̦̙͇̱͕̣͊ĭ̴̡̲̖̺͓͎̱̯͖̯͙̩̹̳̊̓̒͊̈̋̀̄̿̇̓̕͘͠s̵̠͠t̶̹͓̹̖̙̑͂͛̊͛̀͛͌̿̂̾̋̓̍͌a̷̛͈̩̣̰͓̥̤̪̔̊̌̈́͆͂̉̒͆̿̚̕͜͝k̴̨̟͍͖̱͔̖͖͔̄̐͋̽ë̵̡̙͎̘́́̀̓͗͊̾͂͌̎͋͂̔͘͜.̷̰̗̣͍͔͕̪͈́̃̐͆̂̊͒̽͋̿̚.̸̡̢̧̢̙̼͕̺̼͉͉́̈̈́ͅ.̶̛͈̱͚͎̹̪̮̣̰̺̝̝̓̎̋̽̏̀̕

Monika groaned, her head was pounding. Was she just this tired? Then a realization. "The Club! I'm late!" She rushed to grab her bag from underneath her desk, and when Monika was just about to begin her sprint to the club room; she stopped.

Her eyes widened, someone was standing by the door. Bored eyes that suddenly became sharp were staring right at her. Monika's mouth hung open, her throat dry. "(Y/n)..." she managed, then rushed to him. To her surprise, he took a step back.

"I came to lock up." He said. "Our Class Rep never returned the key." He jingled the spare key in his hand.

"Oh." Monika let out a sheepish chuckle. She was the Class Rep, and she knew she had the key. She could feel it in her pocket.

"So...mind heading out so I can lock up?" Monika obliged, and grabbed her bag and headed out. She stood by (Y/n) and watched as he slid the door shut, and the lock clicked into place.

Monika's mind was going in a hundred different directions, this was (Y/n).

O̸̺̰̰̭͓̞̫͉͊͋͐̃̌̚n̸̘͇̠͚̈̂͆͂̌̆͋͗̋͝͝ę̸̨̨̛͎̹͉̖͈̼̉̉̇͂̊̑͠ ̴͐̒̿̇͆̈́́̄̚ͅş̴̢̣͑͆͋͌͋́̋̎̐ë̴̢͓͚͈̘́̋c̶̬̤̩̦͈͕̯̲̱̘̫̈̽̽̀̈́̇͜ͅo̶̭͓̱̭͒́̐̀́̂̔̍̀͒̅͠n̸̢̡̙͓͙̋͐̈̀͋̂̆́̑͝ͅd̸͔̼̣̻̯̟̪̯̘͉͂̐ͅ ̶̡̡̠͇̱̜͒͒̋̇̊͑̏̚̚c̵̲̩̞̟͙̘̫̦̰̺͕̱̪̰̪̓͐͗̓̎̐h̴̨̧̹͖̗̀̆a̶͕͚͕̻͔͓̲͇̲̳̩̣͑̂̀͆́̍͗̎̈́̆́͑́͠ͅn̶̳͍̣̊̎̽̂̂̏̑̏͂̂̎͆͝c̶̱̱̤̒̔̐̽̕͝e̴̳̜̍̾̊̏̈̀͑̓,̴̢̧̙̬͎͖̜͉̻̭̫̹̪̏̏͂̈́̔͐̅͌͋͘͜͝͝ ̸̻̪̲͚̊͒͋͂̚͜͝n̸̡̯̦̭̦̳͉̪̬̜̈̏́͊̍̆̈́͐͝o̶̡̨̖̠͓̲̲̯̩̦͚͔̥̘̍̓̒̄͂̕̚͜͝ ̴̨̝͖̪͖̦̲̥͚̖̅͂̌̉͜ͅͅm̷̛̛̭͈͇̼͇̥̩̩͚̠͌̽͂͌̊͑̽͐̽̈́̊̐̆ȍ̵͍̹̠̫̥̪̪̮͐̒́͊̀̅̓̃̃̓̈́ͅr̷͙̥̩̺̖̮͖̜̲̗̭̅̅́̆̄̆͘̚͜ȩ̷̛͍̫̈́̄̂͆̅̊̾͊͂̕.̶̠̰̤̫̾̿̈́̔͌̀͐͘͠͝ ̶̡̢̪̜̤͈̜͔̘̫͌͆͌̑̃͐͜

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