♤Chapter 1♤

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September

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September

It has been several months since my arrest, and since then, my mother has been trying to keep a closer eye on me.

She has been looking at various schools and she finally found one that she thinks is perfect for me.

Or at least that's what she said.

*Flashback*

"Iz, I think this school is perfect. It's called Nightshade Academy."
Who names a school after a poisonous plant?

"It's a boarding school with an excellent academic record. They offer a variety of clubs and sports, which you can try out for."
Eew Social interaction.

The curfew during weekdays is at 10 o'clock, and on Fridays and Saturdays, it's extended to 11:30.

Although students are required to wear a uniform, it's really cute." She rambled on.

We were in her bedroom, sitting on her bed, with her laptop open to the school's website.

(Uniforms)

(Imagine the skirts a grey plaid with a black blazer and tie)

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(Imagine the skirts a grey plaid with a black blazer and tie)

(Imagine the skirts a grey plaid with a black blazer and tie)

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(Black tie)

"Wow, Mom, that's great," I said, giving her an exasperated thumbs up.

"How is this school going to teach me 'discipline and obedience' if it's so strict though?" I asked, mocking what the cop had said.

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