Bro, I'm writing this at 1:20 am , I'm really tired and I drank all my 7up already
And then I ran out of coke (Darn me and my addiction to anything that isn't water)
(Device just fell on my face lol)
Also, I'm changing Kikuo's name to Numori for (insert unknown reason here)
Okay, I'll stop now
Naomi,Natsuki, and Kusami made their way to the headmistress's office. Naomi took note of the girl's personalities. Natsuki had more upbeat, bubbly personality, while Kusami was more contained and mature. Naomi felt very dazed, and she couldn't get a grip on what was really going on. Thousands of questions raced through her head. Nothing made sense to her.
After a few more minutes of walking, Natsuki and Kusami stopped in their tracks.
"Where're here!" Natsuki announced, seemingly to the whole school.
"Would you like us to escort you in?" Kusami asked.
Naomi seemed to be staring straight at the wall. She certainly looked baffled. Very baffled.
"Don't worry Naomi." Kusami reassured her.
"You won't be in there long."
Natsuki and Kusami opened the two grand doors adorned with streaks of gold, and delicate markings. When the door was fully opened, a beautiful woman opened the door, and gave Naomi a warm smile. Naomi just stood there, in awe, because she didn't know how to start a conversation, or even greet this woman, who seemed to be in charge of a school for people who have passed. "Naomi! Welcome! Please, have a seat in the chair in front of my desk." She said. "Well..Okay."
Naomi slowly walked over to the chair, that looked much like the door and had a soft, plush cushion.
"I'm very sorry for the inconvenience. I know it must have been terrifying." The woman looked down in sorrow after she uttered those words. " You must miss your family."
"Somewhat," Naomi muttered under her breath.
"I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Numori Samunyuri. But you can call me Ms. Samunyuri.How was your life before you met the walls of this place?"
"That was a weird thing to ask. I believe it's just a way of asking how someone is in a place like this." Naomi thought.
"I would like you to know," Started Ms. Samunyuri, "that you are one of the thousand pupils I have chosen to attend this school of the afterlife."
"But why?"
"That, my sweet pupil, is something you have to find out by yourself."
Naomi starts fidgeting with her hands, because she doesn't know if she'll be able to ever see her friends again. Her friends were the only people she really felt connected with. She couldn't imagine what life would be without them. But now, she could. Because this wasn't life. This was Death.
Ms. Samunyori stood from the desk, walked over to a cupboard, opened it, and took a uniform outside of it. She proceeded to walk to Naomi. "This would be yours." Ms.Samunyuri said, handing her the uniform. "Remember to keep it clean. All of the washing machines are available at 5:00 through 3:00."
"Yes, Ms. Samunyuri."
"Good! Now off you go!"
Ms. Samunyori made a shoeing motion with her hands.
Naomi walked out the office with a full uniform in her hands.
"So?How'd it go?" Natsuki asked.
"It went okay" whispered Naomi.
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I need sleep rn-
