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“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”

     How he had passed out in what he believed was a blink of an eye on the bench was beyond Hansol’s comprehension. His visions had been flooding his mind more frequently of late, and on the nights he was lucky, he would only be able to sneak a little more than a couple of hours of rest before another vision or his alarm woke him again. Therefore, to be woken in such a brusque manner was something that was not appreciated by the raven. 

     “There’s nothing to fucking shine about,” he snapped, groaning as he shielded his eyes from the sunlight assaulting his vision. “For fuck’s sake, what? Is the school burning down or something? If it is, then yay, good! Now let me sleep in peace!”