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Fantasy Fantasy Highschool Life

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(I only have 2 classes hahahahaha i leave in the morning for my vocational photography class and then i come back at noon and have a fantasy English class and in English we are watching the avengers and then i go home)
 
Han let out a long sigh. "I haven't been to class in awhile." A schedule appeared in his hand and it showed that he had mathematics first. He walked to the math class and plopped down in the first available seat that he saw.
 
Celia had walked in, sighing. It's been a while since she even had school... not that she needed it. She saw Han, and sat in the back of the room.
 
(Umm han did you say prison i think you spelled it wrong i think the correct word is hell)


 
Shinji was late for math class and he arrived just in time and he saw the angel and another girl shinji went and sat near the girl
 
Han glanced back to see a girl, obviously a demon. He sighed and returned his attention back to the front. Daemons.
 
( senior in highschool bro) blue pops into class late with a new haircut and her septum pierced and it her hair dyed( ill put pictures later for a visual)
 
She immediately looked down, pulling out a notebook. She thought about how she came to be in this world, and laughed softly. Well, found one of them... To train her mind, she thought about several designs, which her shadows imitated unknowingly.
 
I wonder if the daemon girl feels intimidated by angels. He chuckled and stood up from his seat and sat down in the one next to the demon girl. He scooted the desk closer to her. "The name's Han." He smiled.
 
Han chucked. "Ignoring me huh?" He smiled and the paper that she was drawing on began to bleed every stroke of the pencil. "I won't hurt you." He laughed.
 
"Thanks for that. Now I can imagine I'm stabbing you with every stroke." She still draws strange drawings, not doodles, but complex designs for machines and other useful devices. "It helps to see blood there." She starts to draw Blue, drawing cuts, seeing the blood over her. "Don't try that on me next time."
 
Han frowned at the drawing, but refrained himself from removing the pitiful demon from existence. "I wouldn't mess with me if I were you. It won't end well." He laughed and the pencil in her hand burned to ash. "Not even the Devil could save you."
 
Han raised his hand to strike the incompetent demon, but he managed a smile and dropped his arm. He flapped his wing and filled everyone in the room with an extreme feeling of drowsiness. "I bless you with great dreams."
 
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