you couldn’t tell what was worse: the walk over to octavinelle where floyd dragged carried you from ramshackle to the mirror chamber to now the monstro lounge (where you could feel a lot of side eyes from passersby), the horrible attempt at an interrogation with azul and his damn portable spotlight, or your friends trying to reason with the tweels.

eventually, you couldn’t tell what it was, either azul not finding conclusive evidence or your friends badgering enough to the point you were ‘released’. more realistically, floyd got bored and walked way, meaning a decent drop in manpower: first years 1, octavinelle trio 0.

after your friends dropped you off at your dorm and grim appeared from wherever he ran off to in your time of peril (and giving him a 'tuna-timeout), you pulled out your phone and started annoyingly typing:

april 7th, the tuesday after nrc.confessionz dropped.

you finally got your phone back from the thief grim after he ran off with it after class, thanks to epel tagging along with you and jack giving you guys an idea of where the direeast ran off to. grim said, and i quote, “i needed my screentime, henchhuman!” okay, ipad kid, whatever you say.

lunch was good for the most part, most of your friend group was sitting together, some had gone off to say hello to other classmates, some were grabbing seconds, the usual. but honestly, you couldn’t help but feel a significant amount of eyes on you, or well, maybe on your table. and you all definitely had an idea why. 

okay…so what if the majority of the school thinks you (or one of your friends) is behind this magicam account? you know it isn’t you— your friends? not so much — but still! you can hold out some hope. 

plus…you can’t lie it’s been a good couple laughs for the most part. it’s all going to die down after today, you’re sure of it! you can see it now: ‘here lies nrc.confessionz, tbh, not missed, lived like for less than a week,’ on the gravestone. 

it's dying down after today, right?

right?

you aren't that lucky

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april 5th, the sunday after nrc.confessionz dropped.

these past two days have been a handful. honestly, you just want to go to sleep. the school week starts tomorrow and you just know your friends are not going to drop the whole nrc.confessionz account. speak of the great seven, there they are, blowing up for group chat. grim’s tail was flickering behind him, snickering as he read over your shoulder.

you shut off your phone and tossed it to the side, grim yelping. “watch where you’re throwing stuff, hench human!” he grumbled before laying back down. 

whatever, it’s a silly little joke going on in your friend group. eventually, someone will fess-up to owning the account, you all will get mad at them for 24-hours (max) and move on with it.

this won’t spread outside your friend group, right?

right?

oh you were so wrong.

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but like you said, sleep was never peaceful. two of your friends were already bickering, and who else would it be but the heartslabyul duo. 

“dude, get your nasty dogs out of my face!” ace grumbled, hitting deuce’s legs with a nearby pillow. deuce looked at him, brows furrowed, not quite at his ‘delinquent switch,’ but pretty close, “i’m not even near you, ace. you had to reach to hit me!” he said, throwing a pillow of his own at ace’s face.

ace shot up, a sleep-ridden pout on his lips and his brows furrowed, “i can smell them!” 

“that’s a load of bullshit and you know it!” deuce retorted back, and the whisper-shouting kept escalating. you would’ve interfered, but you were brushing your teeth and just came out to see this. 

“DANGNABBIT, YER A BIG OL’ BUNCHA IDJITS, YA HEAR ME?” epel shouted, sitting up clearly upset, his hair in all sorts of directions, “SOME PEOPLE ARE TRYNA SLEEP!”

both deuce and ace turned to him, blinking at their friend. deuce broke the silence, “uhm, epel. i think it was just you sleeping. everyone else is up.” he said as ace nodded his head in agreement. sebek and jack got up earlier than everyone else, probably off training before you all had to head to classes. grim was surely scourging your barren cabinets for something to snack on and you weren’t entirely sure where ortho could be.

“ah.” epel said, blinking and taking in the information. he rubbed his eye with the back of his hand, stretching his arms above his head. “right, well, g’morning…” he said, getting up to use the bathroom, saying hello to you as you made your way to the living room and him to the bathroom.

“dude…” ace said, shaking his head in resignation. 

turns out sebek and jack did train while you all were sleeping in. they somehow even managed to get showered and changed before you all did? and the audacity to be rushing the rest of you. you did find out where ortho went though, apparently he had to get everyone some drinks for the walk to campus (how sweet)! 

you all walked to the main campus from ramshackle. as you know, ramshackle is the only dorm located on campus, the main seven are accessible through the mirror chamber. it’s not inconvenient but it is a fair walk from your dorm to campus. while you usually have grim, it’s also nice to have your friends’ company.

talking about here and there, complaining about classes, sharing club news, getting digs in at each other — you know, the usual. right when you guys got in eyes distance of campus, ace came over and nudged you,

“hey, saw what you did there, prefect. didn’t think you’d be one to bring home traditions to night raven,” he said, raising his right brow as he kept nudging you. 

your brows furrowed in confusion, before you could question what this duffous was talking about, jack beat you to it, “what are you talking about, ace? oh, wait, do you mean that magicam account?”

“oh yeah!” ortho chimed in, floating over to you, “i meant to ask you about that earlier.”

you shook your hands, rounding to the front of your group and facing them, “no, no. that wasn’t me. i was going to ask which one of you idiots made that, i got a follow sometime last night.”

“shifting the blame onto someone else, hmm, hench-human?” grim snickered, climbing up to your shoulder.

“dude, grim, how would you know? you don’t even have a phone.” deuce said, shaking his head as he shrugged his shoulders.

epel added to the sudden not so sudden grim slander, “unless he took her phone and made the account himself,” he said, hiding his laugh behind his hand.

“hmph, you give the monster feline too much credit. he can barely form coherent strings of text with his paws,” sebek huffed, his know-it-all smirk proudly beaming.

“watch it!” grim exclaimed, standing on your shoulder, much to your dismay, “i was given enough credit and i’m not a feline! what if it was epel!” 

you hummed, “hey you were on your phone pretty late…” if they were going to take digs at something you didn’t do, two can play that game!

“wha—no way!” epel said, bringing his hand out defensively, “i told you i was tryin’ to make sure vil didn’t know i stayed up that late. i was changing my active time.”

“woah, you can do that? epel, you’ve gotta teach me. the amount of times housewarden has almost taken my head over staying up past curfew is crazy.” ace said, sliding up next to epel.

epel nodded, but then a mischievous grin painted his face, “it could totally be ace. weren’t you up late too?”

“oh? were you?” ortho added, ever the instigator.

ace recoiled back, flabbers gasted, “what—dude, no!” 

as much as everyone would’ve loved to continue pointing fingers at each other to get underneath each others’ skins, you had to break for homeroom, which deuce and jack kindly reminded you all. 

professor crewel as your homeroom and first-period isn’t as bad as your friends make it out to be. it’s definitely not a walk in the park, but you struggle a lot less with alchemy compared to history of magic with professor trein. at least you could use some things you learned chemistry from your world and apply it to alchemy.

“hey, prefect, get off your phone~ we know you’re trying to cover your tracks~” ace teased, putting his flask down as deuce looked at him unimpressed. “dude, cut it out. we only have one chance to get the 5 reactions right because someone wasted all of our reagent.”

“hey! the instructions were not clear!” grim huffed, stomping one of his paws while you shook your head. “actually, if you would’ve done the prelab, it says the amount of mL we were supposed to use…” 

the experiment got to a point where you all had to wait fifteen minutes and what else would you do but goof off on your phones. 

lunch was…as expected. same as always — chaotic, just with the added feature of your friend group accusing each other of being behind the account. grim took the opportunity to snag people’s food while they were distracted pointing fingers at each other. there were a few minutes between lunch and your next class where you’d usually chat with your friends some more, but someone ace forgot his gym uniform at his dorm and had to go back to grab it. you stayed back with the other. all was well until epel started laughing, showing his phone to sebek who shook his head in disbelief, but there was a hint of laughter by how his shoulders were moving. ortho then tapped your phone for you to see what was going on.

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ace, deuce, jack, epel, ortho, and sebek…and of course, grim, but you and him are essentially a no-brainer. the ‘first-year squad’, as cater had dutifully named you guys afternoon as him and trey passed by your group in the library once. 

‘oh? hey, look there, trey! it’s our adeuce combi! and all the rest of the first-years. oh em gee, it’s the first-year squad! yeah, let’s get a pic for magicam, you all look totes adorbs!’ and of course, he took multiple pictures much to everyone's dismay, posting it with the appropriate hashtags and tagging everyone.  

guess the nickname stuck around, as most of your guys’ seniors called your group as such. speaking of…

“prefect,” ace whined, laying his head on the lunchroom table, “please, tell me tonight is still on. riddle’s gonna make us study all night if we stay at heartslabyul…” 

a loud snort came from another one of the guys at your table, his arms crossed over his chest, chin held slightly up high, “hah! perhaps it’s for the best tonight gets canceled, knowing you, ace, you need that supervision,” sebek huffed, smugly smirking as ace’s head popped up, “hah? you wanna run that by me again, sebek?”

“ace, cut it out,” deuce said, turning to his friend. “at this rate, she’s going to cancel tonight if you keep acting out like this. and it wouldn’t be a bad idea to get a little studying in…” the heartslabyul first-year with the spade eye makeup said, which just resulted in a snarky comeback from ace, which led to more bickering. 

saved by the hypothetical bell at least— the remainder of your friends made their way to the table, having gotten stuck in their respective classes. sometimes you all would sit with different groups at lunch, but the majority of the time you all have taken to sitting together. 

grim in usual grim fashion was trying to swipe everyone’s food as ‘payment’ for being late, even if he was also late. jack resulted in lecturing grim, ortho and epel were trying to catch up to whatever chaotic mess they came back to. yep, same old same old…

“say, prefect. is the sleepover at ramshackle tonight still awn?” epel asked, straightening up and glancing around to make sure his housewarden (and vice-housewarden at that) didn’t hear his slip in accent. ortho perked up, the little flame over his heart flicking just a bit, “ouu! i can bring this new multi-player game my brother and i were trying out last night!”

you nodded at your two friends, but it seems like everyone else was distracted. you cleared your throat, fist covering your mouth, “hey, guys. remember, sleepover at ramshackle today if your housewardens said yes.”

“and you have to bring a ten-can-of-tuna-entry-fee!” grim said triumphantly, standing up with one paw in the air. you quickly put your hand in front of him, pulling him down the table, “no, you do not,” you deadpanned. 

“you two, cut it out! save it for spelldrive or something!” jack said, turning to the still bickering heartslabyul duo before scratching his head, “actually, that wouldn’t work. you two are in the same dorm…save it for beans day or something, just hope you get put on separate teams…” he trailed off. 

“i never really understood some of the events at night raven…” you added, “i mean, from what you guys have told me, beans day sounds a little similar to something the seniors did at my school.” the guys all turned to face you:

“really? that’s pretty cool! what was that like?” ortho asked.

“well, it was this thing called senior assassin. it wasn’t school sponsored, but the seniors would all be assigned random targets either in duos or a free-for-all, depending what rules the seniors chose that year. basically, they had to ‘take out’ their targets with a water gun. there were some places of immunity like school, anywhere else they had to wear like arm floaties or goggles. it would get pretty intense,” you explained, “oh! and there was a betting pool involved from a registration fee, it could get up to three-hundred to four-hundred depending on the senior class size.”

if possible, you could definitely see thaumark signs over ace’s pupils, “heyy, we should totally do that—” he said before sebek cut him off, “no way, human! she just said it was a senior activity. either way, the great malleus would dominate in such a trivial matter if it was conducted in this school!” he boasted. 

“prefect, are there any other things they did at your school?” deuce asked as epel nodded his head in agreement, “yeah! please tell us, we’d love to hear more about your world’s customs!”

you scratched your temple, “i mean, there wasn’t really much…i feel like everything is boring compared to the things done here.”

after some insistent nagging encouragement, you told them about a few things you could name off the top of your head: homecoming (the game and the dance), prom, certain club events, anything you could think of, even if much wasn’t coming to mind.

“oh! i completely forgot, this actually happened a little before i was transported here. we had an anonymous confessions account.”

most of the guys tilted their heads, “an anonymous what…?” ace asked, raising his brow.

you clapped your hand, “okay, so, basically, someone made an account on our social media, think of it like magicam. people would send in anything. think confessions, rumors, complaints, dating attempts, shit-talking, you name it, someone probably sent it in. the account would post these, most of the time people chose to stay anonymous but some people would put their names, or frame others.” 

“did nobody find out who it was behind the account?” ortho asked, suddenly a lot more invested with the whole mystery. 

shaking your head, you responded, “nope. not that i’m aware of, at least. it was the most recent thing happening before the black carriage ran me over on my way home one night.”

“i’ll say…that must’a gotten around real quick,” epel said while deuce nodded his head

“what a bunch of cowards,” jack said, shaking his head and crossing his arms over his chest, “if they had a problem with each other, no better way then to say it straight to the face, why hide behind—” 

“I COMPLETELY AGREE, JACK!” sebek shouted, startling not only your table, but alerting most of the lunch area, “WHAT COWARDLY BEHAVIOR, ONLY FOOLS WOULD HIDE BEHIND AN ANONYMOUS ACCOUNT TO SPEW RUMOR AND NONSENSE OF OTHERS.” 

…right…

“talk about passionate…” deuce said, his eyes darting around the lunch area. honestly, you could feel a lot of familiar eyes staring right at you guys…“by the seven, sebek, you’re loud as hell.” ace sighed, shaking his head.

“I AM NOT!”

“buddy…” grim shook his head, and some of you laughed it off. lunch wrapped up quick after that and you all planned to see each other later at ramshackle. 

sleepovers at ramshackle were…chaotic to say the least. imagine: you’re putting eight of night raven college’s notorious troublemakers unfortunately-involved-in-conflict students in a room for a night, with no ‘true’ housewarden supervision as you’re acting head (and let’s be honest, you enjoy most of it). you can imagine.

except its not that bad. swear on grims tuna!

at least tonight, it’s been pretty chill. grim is obviously swiping all of the snacks the others had brought, ortho true to his word brought a video game for everyone to enjoy along with some board games. there genuinely was an intention to do some studying, but ace said, and quote, ‘we are not doing grandma activities at grandma hour!’

card games was a huge thing for you guys, even the early sleepers jack and sebek would stay wide away for your guys’ tournaments. sometimes it was spoons, other times it was bullshit, occasionally it was a big spit tournament, and recently, uno got banned from the ramshackle household for the foreseeable future as a certain someone broke furniture last time and you were not having it. 

tonight, it was a match of spoons. strangely enough, deuce was knocked out of the competition first round, much to his dismay and much to grim’s contentment, as it was usually the little feline that got knocked out first round due to not being able to reach fast enough (even when given the ‘you can sit closer to the spoons’ advantage). 

sebek proudly held up a bent metal spoon as he took ace out of the second to last round, leaving him and ortho as the final two. you can add this to the growing pile of ‘spoons that have been bent due to the first-year squad™’  “alright, that’s enough. it’s BYOS—bring your own spoons— next time!” you sighed, quietly mourning your metal spoon.

grim snickered, “hey, deuce, since you lost the first round, you need to bring the replacement spoon. off you go, my little lackey!” 

as ace begrudgingly shuffled the deck, everyone looked over at deuce who had…fallen asleep? he was slumped over the coffee table, his phone laid next to him, quietly snoring. “it is not sleeptime! even jack and sebek are still awake.”

epel shrugged, looking at everyone, “he’s prolly just tired. get a picture though.” ortho was quick to snap a few pics at nice angles. he went over to ace, and they shared a look, the look. 

“hey, maybe we should move him—” jack said, starting to push up from the floor to move his sleep-ridden friend, but ortho hovered over, silently cackling behind his hand as he blocked jack’s route.

ace straighted up, clearing his throat, “wow guys! i suuuuree am happy we studied for that extra hard exam we have tomorrow for history of magic! i would hate to be sleeping…this exam is worth half our final grade!” ace said, enunciating certain words as he held his phone, the camera pointed towards his friend.

seemingly, some words got through to your dear friend, as deuce shot his head up, hair already in dismay as he frantically looked around the room, “no way! i can’t afford to fail, then i really won’t be an honors student!” he panicked, grabbing the nearest book, frantically skimming through it.

“hey, loosey-deucy~” ace called out, “look over here!” 

before deuce could even react, a flash of light blinded him, his eyes wide as he had yet to register what was going on.

“pfft—” grim laughed, covering his mouth with his paw. “deuce, you idiot!” 

you sighed, shaking your head. one of your hands reached your temple, rubbing small circles at your friends. you looked around, at least hoping someone was taking this a little more seriously, but you couldn’t help but start laughing alongside everyone. hell, if sebek and jack were stifling laughs, that just told you it was funny. 

“awe man, i’m gonna bust a gut!” ace hollered, holding his phone away as he rapidly started tapping his screen, trying to keep it away from his now angered friend. deuce angrily gritted, getting up to go after ace, but ortho came and held him back. 

seven phone notifications went off at the same time in the living room as ace happily tossed his phone to the side. his bubble of happiness soon popped as deuce finally got past ortho and was shaking ace by his collar. of course, ortho recorded that. you looked down at the notification you got on your phone, it was from magicam:

ace_trappola_ tagged you in a story.

before you could open the notification, epel elbowed your arm, tears in his eyes from his laughter as he showed you the post:

(please click, it’s a video)

eventually, everyone settled down — kinda. at least there were no more casualties in the form of spoons (for now). as per usual, sebek and jack called it earlier than the rest of you, sebek sitting up every few minutes to lowly, “SHH. CEASE YOUR CHATTER!” which got him a pillowfull from jack the last time around. 

everyone finally settled for bed, everyone was accounted for, except for one sneaky heartslabyul first-year that probably went to the bathroom. the living room was dark, except for the moonlight filtering in through the window. nights like these really made being transported to twisted wonderland worth it…

except there was a small led light that turned on, you flipped to the side to see epel on his phone, “you okay, epel…?”

“oh! yeah, everything’s good. i’m just makin’ sure vil doesn’t know how late i‘m stayn’ up. he’ll really have my head,” epel said quietly, locking his screen, giving you a quiet goodnight. 

right before you drifted off to sleep, you felt your phone vibrate. you grabbed it from underneath your pillow and dismissed the spam email. however, you noticed you had missed a notification from magicam, when did that come in…? nrc.confessionz started following you.

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