JHUNEZA

Your mom wakes you up by splashing acid in your face.

“Ma-ommmm!” you scream in agony. “How can I start me very first day as a college level basketball team’s manager. I’m gonna be late to me very first class at The Liyue Institute of Business where I major in Dance and Movement, and I’m planning on specializing in Tap Dance.”

You hurry and get dressed and with the use of you Pyro vision, you curl your hair with a flaming hot finger which you then throw in a messy bun. You run down the stairs while dabbing the remaining acid off your face. “MA-ooooom, I’m gonna be late for the The Liyue Institute of Business bus now because of you >:(”

You run run out the door with a Teyvat Fried Egg hanging out of the corner of your plump, juicy, cherry-stained lips.

I JUST CANT miss my first class of the year again! You think to yourself as you chase the big, long, gurthy, yellow The Liyue Institute of Business bus down your soaking, wet, hot, sticky block. After running for 3 and a half hours you finally stumble across The Liyue Institute of Business.

“OOmF I HATE it here! I should just throw myself into the Abyss” You stamp your fweet in angy >.< “why did i have to come HERE to learn the sacred art of tap Dance.”

Just then a tall figure appears behind you. “y/n what are you doing here loca?” You turn around and see you childhood friend Tartar. His dead fish eyes look straight at you, but at the same time their looking straight through you.