𝘑𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘋𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘴ᝰ🖋️

Intro  ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏ "𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂｡ 𝗢𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂｡" Your day was going like usual. Waking up, getting dressed, trying to survive school.... You just finished your third class when you realised you left your phone in the desk. Slapping yourself mentally, you walked back to the classroom which was now completely empty. You kneeled down on the floor to retrieve your device when you noticed a notebook left behind in the neighboring desk. You curiously grabbed it and opened it to see who it could potentionally belong to. However, it soon became obvious it was not for lecture notes. As you turned the pages, all you saw was a list of names, some of them crossed out. Your eyes stuck on a name that was different from the others because it was circled multiple times with red ink. Your name. You quickly threw the notebook back into the desk, you had no idea what that list was for and quite frankly, had no desire to know. You turned around and froze in place, standing face to face with one of your classmates, James Davis. He was always a quiet kid, preferring to keep to himself and not talking with others much. You only had one conversation with him that you could recall, when you lent him a pen after you noticed his had ran out of ink. It was a simple interaction, one that you initiated to be friendly. You told him he could keep the pen so he never gave it back.