THE BELL GO BOOM EVERYONE GO NYOOM // human high school au

Ima was almost done with school, and just wanted to get it over with. It wasn't as if she didn't like school - she actually loved it - but for the past eleven years of her life, she'd had to deal with people wanting to talk all the time, some rude and restless, whereas others were simply loud and didn't have the capacity to be quiet. She was a junior and only had one year left, but she still didn't know how she was going to be able to handle the year ahead of her without wanting to just run off and hide in her own little area, especially not with the class that she had to take now, with other classes. She knew of some members of the other grades that were restless, and everyone knew that the freshman were the worst. The ones that had just come into high school thinking that they were high and mighty because they made it past middle school and into the next four years that would soon end their education if that's what they so chose.

News flash: they were not special, and everyone that was here now had done that before.

A small sigh left the tall girl's frame as she made her way into the classroom, glad that the only other people that was here so far seemed to be those that kept to themselves or their own little groups thus far. Making her way to the back of the co-grade classroom, she'd take her own seat in the corner, making sure to put her bag down to the left of her own legs before taking a notebook and a pen out and putting it on top of her desk, waiting the teacher to come into the room to begin teaching.

✧･ﾟ━ then there came another junior girl, a brown messenger bag on her shoulder stuffed to the max. her flaxen hair was pulled into a quite disheveled bun, and forest green eyes surveyed her surroundings behind large, copper-framed glasses. she smelled strongly of essential oils, and she wore a buttercup yellow sweater with white jeans. though her grim facial expression didn't show it, shiloh was always happy to learn and dedicated to her studies.

the girl took a seat a few seats in front of ima, and immediately took out a notebook and started doodling with her new gel pens. she'd always been really into stationery, so getting new pens was like another christmas.

*:･ﾟ✦ A young man of 26, clean-shaven and with black and black hair strode into the classroom. He dressed smartly, in mostly all black…the only pop of colour being a light blue scarf tied at the side of his throat where a thin and fading white scar lay, hardly distinguishable over the palest skin in the universe.

He didn’t move to sit among the student, no. He moved to stand in the front of class—for Mr. Seraphim had finally arrived.

His black eyes ran over his class of mismatching grade-levels. A senior boy sat near the front with dyed blue hair and a toy in his hands, a junior girl sat near the back, and another junior girl with a bun and yellow sweater were all accounted for. Oh, and a student with silver and grey hair and headphones had just chosen her seat as he’d walked in. The class seemed…quite diverse and that was fine.

”Hello, class, I’ll be your teacher, Mr. Seraphim. Now, who wants to start class with a movie?” the man in the scarf said.

//heck yeah human AU! teacher in the house ppl bout to get learned!

^{AND NOW I’M ALL ALONE IN THE DARK OF NIGHT —}

^{another senior made her way into the room, glancing about the room. eyes floated over the others in the room for a moment before she moved towards the back of the room to set in her usual seat by herself. it wasn't that she didn't like the company of others, she just found it easier to get tasks done if she worked alone. while she awaited the teacher to arrive, she pulled out a book from her bag, and began reading. reading was one of her favorite past times, something that could be her escape from the horrors of the world. the terrors that haunted her at night, the dreams that kept her awake at night. the memories of one of her former best friends that she was suddenly so distant from. as she heard the teacher arrive she sighed as she put the book down. back to reality. his words of starting class with a movie sparked her interest. hmm, perhaps this class wouldn't be so bad after all. “i'm cool with that.” she mused as she looked up at mr. seraphim. she just hoped that belial was absent that day. if he was here... god she wouldn't be able to concentrate, just looking at him would remind her of that night. just how did she know that they'd be sharing a class? because that was her kind of luck.}

luciano belial had never cared too much for school. but he was damn good at playing it. sometimes, the senior had walked in a bit late. he would claim he was just 'finishing up some business' but he was pretty sure at least someone understood what that meant. with a relaxed gait, the upperclassman took a seat by lanza, solely just for the purpose of annoying her. dressed in a plain white button up and some black pants, luciano could have easily been placed as a teacher if it weren't for his younger face. he was practically forbidden to wear casual clothes. in fact, his casual clothes was literally what he was wearing right now. but he couldn't change it. his necklace, featuring an upside down cross, had casually dinged when it made contact with the desk. so, they were just watching a movie? then luci could easily finish signing off some papers he couldn't at home. it was family business, luci had always gotten his school work done.

"text."

^{AND NOW I’M ALL ALONE IN THE DARK OF NIGHT —}

^{she almost scoffed when the male sat beside her. of course. fan freaking-tastic. great. now i can't go over the client report with him sitting there like that. while her house was more leniant on what they were allowed to wear, she had a meeting with a potential client after school so her uncle had told her to dress for the occasion. which meant she was forced to wear a dress. so she had chose a simple black one, one that had drawn many turns of heads from others, and a couple of complements from males in the senior class. not that she minded the attention of course, she just hated wearing nicer clothing.}

ARCHIPELAGOISLAND

^{"TALKING" || 'THOUGHTS' || 'TELEPATHY'}

^{tags + roleplayed by star + template © star}

tracking with star since ridge would be a teacher in this au since hes fucking old lol

ARCHI IS THE PRINCIPAL AND RIDGE IS A SECOND TEACHER OR SMTH

A freshman quietly walked in, keeping his head low as he sat in a more empty part of the room, trying not to bring a lot of attention to himself. He set down his plain, gray book-bag and began fiddling with all of the supplies for his classes, making sure not to miss a single thing on those lists. He'd just gotten a haircut and was looking pretty fresh in a new flannel - he was trying to make a good first impression. He actually liked school a lot, but this was a lot of new things that he was not used to. He was genuinely scared and confused, but was trying his best.

When the teacher walked in, he would immediately sit up, although just as quickly relaxed as he announced they were starting with a movie. Wow, not even role-call or anything like that? Weird. But, hey, he wasn't complaining. A movie could be a nice way to relax and give him a chance to get a head-start on other classwork. Wait, they weren't taking notes on the movie, were they? What even was this class? Oof.

*:･ﾟ✦ yess pls an assistant teacher(s) and the principal can visit the classroom bc why not??

Also fright’s technically 17 in human AUs he just dropped out of school at 13 so I have no clue what he’d be like in a high school au lol

Mr. Seraphim noted the almost unanimous agreement to watch the movie he’d offered. The kids must really be lazy or perhaps their original expectations of him were low. Perfect.

”Too bad,” the dark-haired man said,”Watching movies is not what this class is for. Everyone take out pencil and paper and pay attention. Today we will be starting with the basics of quantum mechanics as in the quantum mechanical model of the atom and the four quantum numbers.” That’s right. It was a perfect morning to start off the day with CHEMISTRY, what else?

^{AND NOW I’M ALL ALONE IN THE DARK OF NIGHT —}

^{with an annoyed look at the teacher, she would send belial a look of otter annoyance. clearly the male felt the same about the teacher? “if we’re going to learn sciency things why don’t we just watched bill nye? that’ll get the point across and be able to keep our attention long enough.” she retorted just loud enough for the teacher to hear her. typicall.}

^{// rushed sorry gah}

science was just dumb. so was chemistry. he didn't need it for his job and it was just an overall waste of time. which was his main problem with school, it taught too much unnecessary things, which is why he planned to home school his children. they'd get a better education at the belial house than here. catching lanza's eye, he only gave her a nod, fully knowing what she was getting at. however, his pen still gently glided upon the papers, only grabbing some spare loose leaf from his backpack. this teacher was going to get on his nerves if he kept tempting them. didn't he know to never bait hungry dogs?

"text."

✧･ﾟ━ shiloh didn't care what it was, she loved learning. however, science was one of her favorites. for this reason she would shoot a look at the senior girl, then get out another notebook, which housed her chemistry notes. how this class had ended up mixed was quite strange, and the freshmen in her class made her feel stupid. this sure would be an interesting semester.

The junior came into the class, looking disheveled as hell. Yeah, he just got into a fight, and yeah, it went bad on his end, and yeah, he ran away. The school bullies were gonna call him a pussy now. And even worse, he was nearly late to class. He quietly took the nearest seat he could get to, trying not to be noticed. And starting with fucking chemistry? The only chemistry he needed was love. Ha, well he was a hopeless romantic who was only a huge flirt and never really dated anyone. Taking out his notes, he gave a sigh. Quantum mechanics huh? He wished he could just disappear. This class was a goddamn headache.

guys ace is fucking ancient he could be the art teacher or something

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