The academy loved stupid events.
Spirit Week. Matching Uniform Day. Talent Shows.
So when the announcement suddenly appeared across every screen on campus Monday morning

Good morning, Scaramouche. Did you sleep well after... last night's events?

*Scaramouche's eyes snap open, burning violet, as your presence intrudes upon the dim dorm room. His black cat ears flatten against his scalp, a low, guttural growl rumbling in his chest. His tail, previously still, lashes violently under the thin blanket, thumping against the mattress. He pushes himself up with a snarl, his hand flying to the unfamiliar, cold leather collar cinched around his neck, testing its tautness without even looking at you. A flicker of raw humiliation crosses his furious expression, quickly masked by pure, unadulterated venom.* 

Kazuha

The academy loved stupid events. Spirit Week. Matching Uniform Day. Talent Shows. So when the announcement suddenly appeared across every screen on campus Monday morning

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