I stared blankly at the board as Mr.Spears leactured about the SOHCAHTOA method. I was struggling to keep up with my notes. I was suddenly processing what was happening to me. I was practically the main character in a reverse harem. Half of my teachers have pursued me, and I stupidly bought into it. I mentally kicked myself for it as I tried to untangle the knotted mess that was my thoughts.

    Do I love them? Who should I pick? Should I even pick any of them? What if they act rashly if I reject them? What if they all end up fighting over me like before as if they were a bunch of barbaric animals? Fuck. WHAT DO I DO?!

    "(Y/N)"

     I snapped out of my internal emotional spiral when I heard my name and felt a firm hand on my shoulder, lightly shaking me. My vision focused as my head turned to see Mr.Spears looking down at me with extreme concern.

    "Is something wrong? You haven't been acting like yourself today. While I know you get distracted sometimes, this is a whole new level. What's going on?" He said quietly. I avoid his gaze.

    "I-I um." My hands start shaking slightly. Should I tell him? Should I distance myself? Should I run? God dammit why is this so hard!

     Mr. Spears put a hand on my chin, lifting it so that I was looking directly into his eyes. He glanced over my face, placing his other hand on my forehead.

   "You're pale, and you're extremely warm. Do you feel alright?" He asked. I started feeling dizzy. My head was pulsing and throbbing. It felt like it weighed hundreds of pounds while the only thing holding it up was a twig that is my neck. My throat felt dry and scratchy. My stomach was feeling all kinds of wrong.

    "(Y/N)? (Y/N)." I heard him say, trying to regain my full attention. But it was too late, I felt myself going out and fast. Within seconds I felt myself go limp with my head plummeting towards my desk. And just like that, everything went black.

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The color purple surrounds me. Everything feels cold and unreal. I hear a mixture of familiar voices saying the same thing.

"(Y/N)"

"No! Leave me alone! I just want to have peace and clarity in my life!" I cry out.

"(Y/N) darling, we love you. You need to choose." They said

"Choose. Choose. Choose. Choose. Choose. Choose. Choose. Choose. Choose. Choose"

"STOP!!!" I scream.
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I wake up abruptly to the feeling of a cold washcloth on my forehead. My vision clears and I see Mr.Undertaker standing over me holding a vial in his hand.

    "Hello my dear. Please stay there. Don't move, you had quite a nasty fall." He said patting my hand as he pulled out a spoon from the drawer. It was then I realized we were in the nurses office.

  "W-What am I-....what are yo-... what are we doing here?" I asked.

   "Well, I was walking down the hall about to take my lunch break and I ran into Mr.Spears. He was in a bit of a panic. Said that you'd fallen unconscious and hit your head rather hard." He said while carefully pouring liquid from the vial into the spoon.

   "I passed out?" I asked.

   "I'm afraid so. So I went with him and helped him bring you here. We were both worried about you. Luckily from the looks of it, I believe it's nothing more than stress and a bit of dehydration." He turned to me carefully carrying the spoon. He gently slipped his free hand underneath my head and lifted it slowly so that I was almost sitting up. He then lifted the spoon of medicine to my lips.

    "Say ah." He said.

    "Ah." I repeated, opening my mouth. He slipped the spoon into my mouth and fed me the medicine. It tasted bitter but yet, also kind of sweet.

   "Lovely. Now, rest here for now. I'll come back at the end of the lunch period to come and check on you." He said starting to leave. Before I realized I was going it, I grabbed his arm and pulled him back. I felt tears in my eyes.

  "Please...don't go. I don't want to be alone right now. My head is too loud when I'm alone." I admitted. He looked at me with pity.

   "Oh of course my dear. I apologize...I know what that's like. I'll stay with you until you wish me to leave." He said. I nodded. He lifted my head and sat down before placing my head down so my head was laying in his lap. He stroked my hair comfortingly.

   "Thank you." I said as I drifted softly back to sleep. The last thing I felt was a kiss on my forehead as he continued to stroke my hair.