Repressed

Out of anywhere Midnight would have expected to wake up, it was in the middle of a study hall. When did I get here? How did I get here? He looked around the room, and his eyes fell onto the person next to him. The guy sitting next to Midnight was about the same height as him, maybe a bit shorter. His hair was a shade of blonde, and he was wearing glasses. The guy looked over at him and looked at him curiously.

“You okay Dan?” He asked with a concerned look on his face.

“Uh…” He glanced around the room one more time, and looked back at the blonde, “Yeah?”

“Oh no…” The blonde looked worried and then stands up, grabbing Mid’s arm, “It happened, hasn't it?”

“What happened?” He asked the blonde with a curious look on his face.

“First off, my name’s Liam.” Liam plainly stated to Midnight, “Second, you’re coming to see Mister Harolds with me.”

Midnight looked at Liam curiously as they headed out into the hallway. He looked around, noticing some trophies from the Dayford Navigators. That must be the sports trophies.. He thought to himself, until Liam spoke up.

“If you’re not Dan, then who are you, and did it really work?” Liam asked curiously and knocked on the door marked P. Harolds.

Whelp, here goes nothing. He thought to himself as he gulped, and the two people entered the office…