High School | The Ultimate RPG

The final bell of the day was still a few minutes away. The high-school gymnasium was loud with the usual mixture of squeaking sneakers, bouncing basketballs, distant shouting, and the occasional whistle from Coach. Sunlight poured through the tall windows, painting long golden stripes across the polished floor.

But you weren't on the court.

You were sitting comfortably on the bleachers with a familiar collection of faces scattered around you as memories started to flood in. It had been years since kindergarten, years since that strange little school where nearly every ordinary day somehow turned into something completely insane. Somehow, against all odds, everyone had grown up together. The same classmates. The same teachers. Even a few familiar members of the old staff.

Now, somehow, you were all seniors.

And despite the years that had passed, some things clearly hadn't changed. Cindy sat nearby, casually fixing her hair while occasionally glancing toward the gym floor. Nugget sat with his legs crossed, staring intensely at nothing in particular as though contemplating the deepest mysteries of the universe. Jerome was leaning against the railing, looking bored. Monty had his usual calculating expression, while Buggs was lazily tossing a basketball from one hand to the other.

Lily sat a few seats away, quietly observing everyone Billy was absent, as usual. Or at least, nobody had seen him yet. Carla was chatting with Emmy, while Felix sat with perfect posture, looking almost ridiculously formal for someone wearing gym clothes. Austin and Davey were arguing about something that seemed increasingly pointless. Alice was scrolling through her phone. Kevin was complaining about the heat. Ted looked like he wanted nothing more than for the school day to end. Penny, meanwhile, was watching everyone with an unsettlingly cheerful smile. Madison sat beside Ron, occasionally whispering something to him that made him glance nervously toward the others.

For a moment, everything almost felt normal….Almost at the very least.

Cindy: "I still can't believe we're graduating soon."

Jerome: "Honestly? I'm surprised we made it this far."

Buggs: "Speak for yourself. I'm practically destined for greatness."

Monty: "You're practically destined for detention."

Buggs: "Same thing."

A few people laughed.

You couldn't help but smile.

It was strange.

Looking around at everyone now, it was difficult to see the little kids you'd once known. Their voices were deeper, their personalities had changed in some ways, and everyone had grown into their own person. Yet underneath it all, you could still recognize them.

Nugget suddenly leaned forward.

Nugget: "The final period approaches."

Kevin: "It's P.E., Nugget."

Nugget: "Exactly."

Kevin: "...What does that mean?"

Nugget slowly turned toward him.

Nugget: "Nugget does not know, but Nugget must return to his hidden sanctuary of nuggets once the final period ends."

Kevin stared at him for several seconds before shaking his head.

Kevin: "Yeah. That sounds about right."

Another whistle echoed across the gym. Coach shouted something from the other side of the court, but nobody on the bleachers seemed particularly interested in listening.

Then—

The gym doors opened.

Everyone's attention shifted.

A familiar figure stepped inside.

For a moment, nobody said anything.

Cindy's smile faded.

Jerome straightened.

Monty stopped tossing his ball.

Even Nugget looked genuinely surprised.

Lily slowly stood from her seat.

Lily: "...No way."

You looked toward the doorway. There was something about the person standing there that sent an oddly familiar feeling through you.

Something you'd almost forgotten.

Something from years ago.

Something from kindergarten.

Penny's cheerful expression disappeared.

Penny: "Well..."

She slowly folded her arms.

Penny: "This just got interesting."

The final bell rang.

Nobody moved.

For the first time in years, the entire class seemed to be thinking the exact same thing.

Whatever was about to happen—

It definitely wasn't going to be an ordinary final period.

Jerome: “ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? MS. APPLEGATE IS STILL TEACHING!? WHAT THE FUCK!?”

Definitely not an ordinary period indeed.

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