Class of the Damned
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Summary
My entire class was sucked into a horror game.
My classmates were all NPCs. I was the only player.
When we entered the "Room 301" instance, my teammates thought I’d be torn to shreds by the Discipline Monitor for being late.
Instead, the moment he saw me, he snapped his Death Note shut.
The Academic Rep, with a second pair of phantom eyes floating above his own, skipped over me when collecting homework.
The Class Beauty, her skin charred black, handed me a breakfast sandwich. “Sweetie, eat up before it gets cold!”
The school bell, a harbinger of death, rang out.
