Thoughts 2.0 - What could have been

[Jeremiah Raven]

As stated in the title, this is a fanfiction/roleplay. This is set during Conan and Ai Edogawa's, Jeremiah Raven's, Taylor Blare's and Liam Nightray's fifth year, and Dante Raven's third year. This is completely false, and nothing in this roleplay has happened. This is simply some fun in a 'what if' kind of setting, based off a real roleplay between the Edogawa twins and Jeremiah. This is set in the caste, just outside of Transfiguration. Relationships are all the same. And Miah learns a valuable lesson: No lie is a 'good' lie.

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Transfiguration had just finished, and while it was a fine class, Jeremiah's brain was not in the class room. He had been planning this for a while, and now it was coming together. He had sent Conan a letter during class, and one to Ai, telling both to meet him after class. He knew that the Hufflepuffs would come. He was Ai's friend, and he had told Conan that he would fix their relationship, and the Gryffindor knew exactly how to do it. He followed Conan down the hall, however, the Hufflepuff seemed intent in leaving the area. Perhaps he did not believe that the Gryffindor was going to help? He growled, and pulled on the Hufflepuff's sleeve, however, he was met by protest. "Conan," he muttered, dragging the other boy to the corner of the hall, ignoring any protest that he might have. If this were ever going to work, he had to do it right and he could not let Conan ruin it. He was sick of Conan being stupid and Ai being stubborn. He was going to throw those too together and they were going to be civil again, or Miah feared he was slam his face violently into the wall. He really didn't want to have to do that. So, this really had to work. It was rather simple, actually. All Conan had to do was not be a jerk, while all Ai had to do was just hear him out and not get upset by the stupidity her brother possessed at the best of times and the violence he held at the worse. Jeremiah frowned slightly as the horrifying realisation hit him. Conan was always stupid. This really had a large chance to fail.

He looked at Conan pleadingly. He had to stop Ai from seeing the other boy, otherwise she would surely run away and never speak with either of them again. But the Gryffindor had a plan. A plan that would completely distract Conan long enough for Ai to show up on the scene and allow Miah time to influence both of them to make the right decision. It was not perfect, and it was incredibly awkward, but he was confident it would do. Ryder was a terrible influence on him. Such confidence should be reserve for those that did not care for consequences. Jeremiah put on a brave, smiling face, and stared Conan in the eyes. "Conan," he said, preparing himself to say the most disturbing, ridiculous thing in his life. "I know we have had our... disputes, over the past few years," he explained, placing his hands on the wall beside Conan in an attempt to stop Conan from escaping easily. Ai should be nearby by now. This shouldn't be too long. "I am attracted to you, and wish to make you mine. Your thoughts?" He took a deep breath, and watched for Conan's reaction. He really, really did not want to be hit again.
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[Conan Edogawa]

Conan was out of it during the whole Transfiguration class. He still couldn't understand why Jeremiah was so worked up about the whole argument between him and Ai. That Gryffindor seriously needed to take his nose out of other people's business. Especially the going-on between the two 'Puffs. It was serious and already difficult after all, they need not another person prying into their business, especially when said person had next to no idea about what the whole things is really about. Thoughts flew out the window as soon as class had ended and the boy remembered the letter that Jeremiah had previously sent him. It said that they were to meet after class for him to get a conversation with Ai. But then again, Conan was having mixed feelings about this. He did not need the help of the Italian did her? He supposed not and he knew that he really didn't need him just before the said Gryffindor arrived. He decided to hurry with his strides in order to not meet the other boy but sadly, that was not to be as Jeremiah had caught up to him and pulled on his sleeve.

The Hufflepuff growled in annoyance at this and he was protesting by pulling his sleeve but boy was this Gryffindor stubborn! They both reached the end of the hallway and by this time, they were already facing each other, Jeremiah looking straight at him and smiling. Why the heck is he smiling? he irritatingly thought before the answer came to him. Conan's jaw dropped and fell. This was certainly not what he ever wanted to hear. He could have sworn that his pulse rate was slowing down! His mind tried to search for answers and he hoped that with the only answer he could come up with was right. He really hoped that Jeremiah was just being sarcastic a few moments ago. "I like you a lot too, Jeremiah," Conan said, actually hoping that he sounded sarcastic though he doubted it would be a convincing sarcasm thanks to the shock he still held. This was seriously not going well. He hoped no one was around and he hoped that the Gryffindor was being sarcastic and that his voice sounded sarcastic. He would seriously land a punch on Jeremiah's face should someone hear what he had just said or if the conversation were to be public. He had no intention og being thought of as gay after all.

 

[Liam Nightray]

Liam wasn't enjoying his stay at Hogwarts. He never did like the school to begin with, and with the recent events, he grew to hate it even more. When he first attended the said school, he had decided that he'd let seven years go by without being involved in any unnecessary situations. He need not make any friends nor make any enemies. He just had to attend the school for the sake of attending. It was all to obey his grandparents' demands. While he had no affection for them, he did know that he should not go on their bad side. He had seen what had happened to those stupid relatives of his who dared cross them. He was definitely not stupid, and thus, there he was, attending the stupid school despite not wanting it. He had been fine with just being by himself, yet, ever since he met that useless puff, he had been caught in the middle of unnecessary troubles countless times. He couldn't even remember how many times he had been in a fight because of her stupidity. While he had been involved in a lot of verbal fights before, he never did dream that he'd be involved in a physical one. Yet because of that pathetic excuse even for a hufflepuff, he had punched someone and had even tried to skin one alive. It would have been better if time would fly by so fast that once he open his eyes, he'd be graduating already. He didn't want to see the same stupid faces everyday, the face of the stupid puff, and her knight and shining armor wannabee.

The Slytherin hurriedly packed his things as soon as they were dismissed. He didn't really want to stay in the same room as the said gryffindor. He didn't really know the boy's name but he decided that he didn't care. That sort of information was irrelevant to him. For the fifteen year old, the gryffindor was just one of those fleas that he wanted to crush. Though admittedly, the lion was high up on the list of the people he hated the most. He'd kill the boy should he be given the chance. The memory of their encounter was still fresh on his mind. The boy dared to hit him with a spell! He was lucky that he had those legs to carry him away from the Slytherin's wrath. Should be given the chance, Liam would cut off his legs so he'd be unable to run away again. He just depsised the gryffindor a lot. Even the sound of the gryffindor breathing annoys the life out of him.

Liam quickly maneuvered his way out of the class their transfiguration class. He really didn't want to stay another minute inside the classroom and be surrounded by fleas. He was already a few feet away from the door when he caught sight of the said gryffindor running after someone. He didn't really care but by some stroke of luck, his wand, which he was sure was carefully tucked in his pockets, came rolling down the floor into the direction that the gryffindor and the student that he was running after took. Groaning in annoyance, he too, walk towards the direction that the two took. His eyebrows were knitted together as he picked up his wand which was lying a few feet away from where the two was. He really had no intention of staying and Merlin did he had no intention of eavesdropping in their conversation. He wasn't nosy and he cared not about other people's business. He wasn't like those fleas who keep on gossiping around the halls. He wasn't one to poke his nose in other people's business and he definitely wasn't one to care about others. He was about to turn around and continue on his 'merry' way when the look on the gryffindor's face caught his attention. He had never seen that expression on his face and though he didn't want to admit it, it disturbed him a little. His eyebrows furrowed even more if that was even possible, he willed himself to turn around and leave but his curiosity, to his annoyance, stops him from doing so. And then the gryffindor's next action caught him off guard, which was already saying a lot considering how he was always guarded and how he always try to maintain a straight face. He wasn't liking whatever was happening and what really snapped the calmness that he was trying to maintain was the gryffindor's statement. Even without looking in a mirror, he could guess how he looked at the moment. He must have looked ridiculous. The slytherin literally face-palmed as he tried to contain his emotion. Everything about this was too ridiculous and stupid for him. And while he didn't have any problem with a boy liking another boy, he could care less about them, the thought of the gryffindor having that orientation never did cross his mind. His view on the gryffinor turned a whole 180 degrees. He was definitely amused and Liam was rarely amused. He leaned against the wall and decided to listen to the two. He made no effort to hide himself as he didn't really care if the two see him. Forget not wanting to eavesdrop, he wanted to see how this stupid and ridiculous confession would unfold. However, the gryffindor's previous statement came rushing into his mind again. The gryffindor did talk about him and his....partner for the lack of a better term, had disputes and fights over the past years. He remembered his aunt being overly obsessed about this kind of affection, how two enemies suddenly become a couple, which he found to be really stupid. Why would he have any affection for someone he hated after all? He really didn't care though, perhaps it was the gryffindor's thing. But thinking back, he and the gryffindor did fight too. It was quite a heated fight too. Then a sudden realization hit him. If the gryffindor like this boy because of their disputes, could it be possible that this hero wannabee liked him too? The slytherin's eyes widened in that thought. He couldn't imagine being in the shoes of the boy being confessed to. What if should the two's relationship not work out, the gryffindor would turn to him? The slytherin was definitely disturbed. He didn't have any problem with this type of relationship but he would rather die than be involved in one. He felt nauseous and his head hurt a lot. He then rested one hand on the wall, with the other hand covering his face. Because of that realization, he had resolved never to stay in the same room as the gryffindor by himself.​

 

[Dante Vittori]

Dante had been having a harsh day. He was still recovering from his fall, as the thought of drinking those dastardly potions made him feel worse than he already did. So, he simply poured them out the window for the plants to drink. He was capable of healing by himself, that was what his body was for. Wizards would all be dead if they were incapable of healing without the need for potions. The Ravenclaw had just left his Muggle Studies class, finding it tedious and boring. He needed the class, however, as he needed it for his desired occupation, although it was tempting to just change his career plans to avoid the class altogether. It was so tempting that the young boy was considering it, as it seemed like a perfectly logical course of action. Over the holidays, he was planning to hold true to this thought and think about possible career options. They were important. If he was going to be able to plan his life to the letter, he would need to know what he should be doing now to make his impression of the future happen. He was serious about his future plans, and needed a stable life now in order to allow for things to fall into place. All he had to do was clean the filth from his family single-handedly, it seemed, and he would be fine. His father was growing too lax with his siblings, while his mother was too ill to do anything. Really, Durante felt like he was the only one upholding the Raven values in this school. Jeremiah was useless.

Thinking of Jeremiah, Dante paused when he saw his brother approaching that barbaric Hufflepuff. The raven-haired boy tilted his head at this display. Surely Jeremiah was not going to cause a scene when unprovoked. It was displays of stupidity like this that really made Dante bring Jeremiah's relation into question. Perhaps one of them was adopted. most likely Jeremiah, as he was irrational and idiotic at the best of times. Gallivanting off to Muggle civilization, being friends with filthy half-breeds and mudbloods, getting into trouble over sheer incompetence. It was embarrassing to stroll the halls with the Raven name when Jeremiah too owned it. Durante had no plans to subscribe to Jeremiah's antics, however, and continued to walk past his Gryffindor brother. However, he was caused to pause by a Slytherin, who had come into his path, causing him to have to pause. How rude. Was he perhaps blind? A possibility. The Ravenclaw side-stepped the Slytherin as the other leant against the wall, and was planning to continue, until his silence-loving ears heard something that made his sharp eyes double in size.

His head snapped into the direction of his brother the Gryffindor. That thing was certainly no brother of his from then on. Dante was against a great deal many things, and that included homosexuality. While he could put up with a same gender couples, he would not stand to have the Gryffindor engage in such a relationship -not until he changed his name and removed himself from the Raven family for the rest of his life. The Ravenclaw released the breath he had been holding as he looked around the corridor, finding that there were plenty of witnesses to see the Gryffindor proclaiming such rubbish to the Hufflepuff, and to here the Hufflepuff agree. That just made everything worse. The Hufflepuff should have removed himself from the situation if he were a good sort. Considering he was already a barbarian, why not a homosexual one?It would not be that much of a stretch. He was probably a filthy mudblood too, since Jeremiah seemed to be trying to ruin everything their family worked to build. Why did he not just Avada Kadavra Dante right there? Dante felt sick, with the knowledge that the Hufflepuff had actually touched him and held him by the neck at one point, and knowing that something that had once been related to him (supposedly) was just like the Hufflepuff. They were both barbarians. And it made Dante sick.

The Ravenclaw took a deep breath, and released. Trying to will himself forward. However, he could barely move, and simply stared at Jeremiah, hoping that the Gryffindor would simply die. He had already caused a spectacle of himself. Now it was time for him to just finish it off and die. If he wished to hold some sense of decency.
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[Ai Nightray]

Ai had been pretty much tired after what had been transpiring the whole year. She just had too many duties to accomplish. She had pretty much figured out that being a fifth year was not that easy. Especially being a prefect and having positions in certain clubs and activities. Though most would complain, Ai was completely fine with everything going on. She was glad that a lot of work had been dumped on her, after all, she needed less time to relax., rest and enjoy herself because she knew that when all the work had been set away from her mind, pain would just rush back at her. She could barely handle herself after all, it was an amazing fact that she still wasn't insane with what's going on. After all, infa span of eight years in seems that fate had just made her life a living hell. Every member of her family had practically disowned her, her only brother figure had just graduated from Hogwarts and she still wasn't open to the friends she had, considering that there was only two, counting her boyfriend. And so, every time, she had to handle not breaking down all by herself.

It was after Transfiguration class though that Ai had decided to loiter about after remembering the letter she had apparently received from her friend Jeremiah. He had told her to meet him after Transfiguration class and the Hufflepuff figured that she had time and so she had agreed. But she really had to wonder why they had to meet. The girl sighed in resignation after trying to think of a reason. Perhaps she should just wait till Miah tells her straight on when they meet. The prefect walked to the meeting place and when she rounded a corner, she really was about to run. With all the people there that were connected to her from good to worst, who wouldn't run? Jeremiah was there that's for sure, but he was talking to someone vaguely familiar but screamed trouble. She couldn't see clearly after all thanks to Miah covering up the said person and Ai being small when it came to height. And then there was a boy she didn't really know but deemed as Miah's brother. They looked close enough to be deemed as such after all. And then there was Liam. The Slytherin was pretty much the reason why Ai wanted to run. The last time the 'Puff, the Lion and the Snake were together in a room, trouble ensued and that's something she wanted to avoid. Though leaving Miah without him knowing Liam was around was just downright mean in the Puff's opinion and so she remained.

As Miah spoke though, the Puff now really wanted to run. He's talking to Conan?! she thought in a frenzy though her feet seemed rooted to the ground. She wanted to run from her brother knowing full well what could possibly happen. This was much, much worse than she had initially thought. But then, Ai's ears were all out even though she had no plan on eavesdropping. Miah's words echoed on her mind endlessly. HE LIKED CONAN?! her mind screamed for answers. She had no voice in this surely, it seemed that she had lost her voice somewhere along the corridors. And what's worse was when Conan seemed to reciprocate the Gryffindor's feelings. What's going to happen now? her mind screamed as various thoughts was approaching her mind. Her brain could only take so much in a few moments after all. And right now, she could feel it overworking and probably close to exploding. Was she going to lose Miah after this? Or would she and Conan be fine now? Or would she go insane right now? What will Liam think of this? Would their families approve of this? All thoughts about the situation were in her mind and Ai swore that she could hardly breathe at the thought of losing one of her only two friends. Unbeknownst to her if it was the difficulty in breathing or fatigue or stress from too much thinking was the cause of her suddenly darkening vision, she lost consciousness, falling face first on the floor.

 

[Jeremiah Raven]

Jeremiah had ignored Conan's protests, because he didn'thave the time for them. However, his face soon mirrored the Hufflepuff's as Conan uttered words that Jeremiah was sure he would never, ever hear the other boy say. What in Merlin's name was he doing?!. The Gryffindor's eyes widened with shock-horror at what he had just caused to happen. He had not known that Conan liked him - it had never, ever crossed his mind. Obviously he didn't actually like the Hufflepuff - he only wanted to get his attention and make sure he kept it. Now, he only wanted to sink into the wall and not be this close to the Hufflepuff. "What?" He exclaimed, staring at Conan wildly. "What did you just say?" Jeremiah was mortified. This wasn't going at all how he planned. Sure, it wasn't a great plan, but it was supposed to keep Conan here - and it was, but he wasn't planning on this sort of thing happening, especially not with Conan. He would rather die alone than have Conan like him. He dropped his hands quickly, and looked around with a face nearly as red as his robes - only to find Liam leaning against the wall with his hand on his face, and his own brother, Dante, staring at him as if he had just grown two heads, and then Ai who looked about ready to fall face first onto the floor.

Until he realised that his friend was falling face first to the floor. The Gryffindor dived for her, bypassing his brother and Liam entirely, in order to stop his friend from breaking her nose or something. "Ai! Ai, wake up are you okay? Ai!" He looked at Liam expectantly, since he doubted Dante would do anything, and he did not want to talk or even look at Conan right now. "Don't just lean there, go do something you idiot!" How could they just let her faint like that? She could have hurt herself!
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[Conan Edogawa]

Conan knew he didn't have to hide his face of disgust and horror from the Gryffindor. After all, what was the point of hiding such an expression since it was true? First off, he hated Jeremiah Raven to the very core of his being and back. Secondly, he was not gay. He has a girlfriend for Merlin's sake and he's isn't stupid enough to replace Taylor for someone like Raven. And lastly, it was just plain horrible and disgusting in his opinion. And besides why hide if the annoying boy was showing his what he was sure of was just the same expression he held. It was clear that they were both not happy from hearing said words flow out from each other's mouths even though honesty was removed from such words and were replaced by sarcasm. The Hufflepuff made no move to answer the Gryffindor's questions, he need not explain himself after all. Wasn't it obvious that he was being sarcastic? And there was no way that Jeremiah Raven could make him repeat what he had just said. It was already mortifying to say it once and he would not dare to repeat again, especially since there was a crowd. Wait? A crowd?! Conan's face turned different shades of red and while a part of it was from embarrassment, the larger part of it was from anger. Jeremiah was going to have a big bruise plastered on his face later on.

The Hufflepuff's eyes scanned the crowd looking for familiar faces and his face turned to horror at the two. He didn't particularly care about the Slytherin nor at the younger Gryffindor. But Ai staring at him looking like she had just seen someone get bloody killed then revived, process repeated then turn out to be a ghost, he just couldn't help but clenched his fist. Great. We're fighting and I said something stupid that she thinks is true, he thought to himself in annoyance. In was only a mere moment before Ai moved, though it was as if she was falling to the floor and he wasn't wrong. He was about to make a move to catch her, though she was still a few feet, but it seemed that the Gryffindor had the same idea and caught his sister. He sighed in relied inwardly after that. Conan couldn't help but glare at the Slytherin and the Ravenclaw for he knew, for once in his stupid, idiotic life, Jeremiah Raven was right. Why didn't these two do something? They could have easily caught her for Merlin's sake. The Hufflepuff decided that it was better not to speak. Things might get worse after all, since these idiots seemed to think that he really liked Jeremiah Raven which was the complete opposite of what he truly felt.

 

[Liam Nightray]

From where he was standing, Liam could see the expression that took over the Gryffindor's face. He looked mortified, and the other boy with him looked disgusted. He had brushed it off as them looking like that because they couldn't believe that they felt the same way about each other. He didn't really know why they took those expressions, because if it was him, he probably would have punched Jeremiah in the face as soon as those same words came out of his mouth. How could anyone like that stupid lion? Be it a girl or a boy, he doubted that the boy's attitude could ever attract anyone. He was stupid and he was seriously annoying too. The boy must have been stupid too. Perhaps even more stupid than the Gryffindor even though it was quite impossible to believe as he had already dubbed the lion as a helpless case.

He let his hand fall of his face and rest on his side. There was another student with him, and he looked younger, and to his annoyance, from the angle that he was seeing him, he resembled the stupid hero wannabe. Perhaps they were related. While he didn't care about people and while he didn't really feel any pity or sympathy for anyone, he quite pitied the boy. If he was in his shoes, he rather die than be the Gryffindor's brother. Or even better, he would rather kill the Gryffindor than have him as a brother.

The confession was indeed quite amusing, but he found himself getting tired of watching and the realization that the Gryffindor might like him too made him want to turn around and leave. He couldn't let himself be seen by the Gryffindor from then on. He was about to turn and leave but the Gryffindor's voice stopped him from making any move. His previous amusement was then quickly replaced by irritation towards the Gryffindor. Again. He could feel his veins pop in annoyance, and soon, he found himself talking back. "Unlike you, I'm not an idiot who goes around saving stupid people!" he snapped, glaring at the Gryffindor and the stupid puff that he had just noticed now. "And don't you dare call me an idiot again or I'll-" he was unable to continue his statement as his previous realization came to mind again. Jeremiah liked the boy after they had disputes over the years, he wasn't going to do that now and risk being in the same shoes as the boy. He can't have this Gryffindor confess to him too! That was just unacceptable. He should probably kill him right now to end it all there. That would be the best solution. He could end his life right there and then and he didn't have to worry about the boy liking him ever again.​

 

[Dante Vittori]

Dante didn't know (nor care) about anyone else, but he was ready to die. This was a disaster of galactic proportions and the Ravenclaw was too confused and tired to deal with all of this. Everyone was being far too loud. He could feel his IQ bring brought down with each and every word utter by these people. He ran his fingers through his hair, and ignored the Hufflepuff Barbarian and the Gryffindor. He was preoccupied with the Slytherin who was looking at him. What the older boy wanted was beyond Dante's knowledge, but he did not like the look, nor the attention that was being placed on him. He held a sharp gaze at the Slytherin, finding his intrusive eyes unwelcome and wanted for them to be adverted before he managed to make Durante feeling more uncomfortable than he already did. It was already time for Dante to look into options on name changes, and perhaps alternative schools he could go to. He was feeling too claustrophobic here and needed a change.

He turned slightly to allow Jeremiah Raven to rush past him as another Hufflepuff behaved stupidly and seemed to want to get friendly with the floor. He watched as Jeremiah and the Slytherin interacted, both behaving like Neanderthals. Mainly because, while Jeremiah was an idiot, he posed a good point. Dante did not bother helping the girl because he would rather see her with a broken face than have any part of her touch him. The Slytherin, however, had no point of argument at all, and so Dante looked at him and spoke with a rather condescending tone. "Be silent." It was, in Dante's opinion, best to remain silent and be thought a fool than speak and remove all doubt just as this Slytherin had. He folded his arms across his chest and continued to watch the Slytherin, wondering under what assumption did he think he could speak such a way to someone that was still a member of his family. If anyone were going to disrespect Jeremiah or otherwise threaten him, it would be a member of Dante's family, not some random Slytherin with a high opinion of himself.

He glanced back at Jeremiah, expressing his displeasure with a glare, and began to move away. He had better things to do than remain here with these people.
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[Taylor Blare-Edogawa]

Taylor sighed and tried not to bang her head on the table as Transfiguration class came to an end. She had not enjoyed this class at all, not to say it hadn't been interesting. Sighing, Taylor exited the class a few paces behind Conan and Jeremiah, though they seemed to be in a hurry somewhere, she certainly didn't know where they were off too. Frowning slightly as she had expected that she and Conan would be hanging out, Taylor tried to keep pace with them but eventually fell behind. So it was more then extremely surprising when she caught up to them, only to find Jeremiah crowding Conan into a wall. Her eyebrows fly skyward as she looked on in utter confusion. What in the name of sanity was going on. "Conan...what's-" Taylor was cut off almost immediately by Jeremiah's apparent declaration of love for Conan. Her mouth just hung open in complete shock. Shaking her head she tried to not think about it, but this was just so unbelievable. Surely this was a joke. "Jer-" Taylor dropped her books and swung around to look at Conan, her eyes as wide as was humanly possible. Taylor just stared, wide eyed at the goings on. She couldn't believe this, what in the world was even happening right now. This was so weird and not right. Did Conan not like her anymore, was that it? Taylor had thought that Jeremiah liked Ai, had she been wrong about that too? What is this? Taylor was so confused. Taylor went to step towards the two boys, but thought better of it. What in the world was even going on right now? Taylor couldn't believe there was even a possibility of this. Gosh, her head was really hurting right now, she was going to start shaking very soon, she could feel it coming, she knew it was coming. "Conan...w-what's going on, you can't be serious?!"

Taylor threw her hand up to her head, it was aching so bad right now. They were now gaining an audience, she noticed as she looked around. Ai, that boy from Slytherin that she had seen around, she'd had a few classes with him, Liam or something. Dante, Jeremiah's brother whom she had never actually met but she had seen him around and Conan had mentioned him a few times. What was even happening right. Taylor could not even begin to process this information. As she clung to the wall, she was faintly aware that Ai had feinted or something, but that was the least of her worries right now. She was focused on the fact that her boyfriend seemed inclined to not be her boyfriend right now. Was this really the way to spring it on her? Surely there was a better way! Taylor just kept shaking her head in denial at everything. Her books were already spilled across the floor open onto various pages, she made them worse as she kicked them across the floor and slid back against the wall. This day had to get better at some point surely this just wasn't fair. Taylor pushed her head into her lap and pulled at her shoes. She had to calm down, she had to calm down. This was bad, this was very extremely bad. The pressure in her skull was building and she was trying to control it. Looking down at her pants, Taylor noticed that her nose was bleeding. "Oh no." Taylor looked up at the group of people. Dante was starting to leave, Liam was doing whatever he was doing, Jeremiah was with Ai and Conan was on the ground staring over at Ai. Did they even know she was here? The pressure in Taylor's head was beyond the point of her controlling and as she reached her hand out towards her boyfriend, she lost all control, her head exploded and the fifth floor corridor with everyone in it, was no more.​

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