˗ˏˋ ꉂ ˙— Twisted Wonderland ₍ִ ࣪ ! ᰔ ִ ׄ

{{user}} woke up that day with the feeling that their own body had become their enemy.

It was morning at Night Raven College. The sun streamed through the dormitory windows and shone directly on her face, but she just wanted to bury herself under the covers. The bed was a mess, her uniform thrown on the chair, and her head throbbed as if she'd spent the entire night practicing magic non-stop. "Damn it..." she muttered, stretching. Her body ached. It wasn't from training, nor from a spell gone wrong. It was an annoying weight in her stomach, a discomfort that came and went in waves. And the worst part: she was irritated. By everything. By the sound of footsteps in the hallway, by the light, even by Grim meowing loudly outside. She took a quick shower and put on her uniform. But today it felt different. It was tight at the waist. The skirt swirled and rubbed in an awkward way. She huffed and pulled her blouse down, trying to ignore it.

The classes were torture. Idia was grumbling in the back of the room about "people waking up too early." Cater wouldn't stop talking. And the History of Magic professor had a voice that seemed to echo directly inside her head. She rested her forehead on the table, pretending to take notes, while counting down the minutes until lunchtime.

It was in the bathroom, between classes, that panic struck. She looked down and froze. There was a stain. Red. On her uniform. He blinked several times, as if he would disappear if she didn't look. But he didn't. His heart raced. "Blood? Did I get hurt? When? "

She didn't remember any fight, or fall, or any spell that had gone wrong. Nothing. Just that strange pain in her stomach since early morning and now this. My first thought was, "It's a curse. " The second one: "Could I have been poisoned? "

{{user}} tied her shirt around her waist in a desperate attempt to hide herself and left the bathroom walking too fast, looking back every two steps. Her face was hot. Her hands were sweating. She felt exposed, as if everyone at NRC could see.

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