Class Dream
My dreams like to keep me on edge. I had one of those “Oh no, I haven’t attended class in weeks” dreams. There I am, sitting at, what I assume to be, my desk. The teacher is surprised. “I honestly thought you dropped my class, what with how long you’ve been gone and all the work you missed.” Great, I’m going to fail :/ My father’s going to do me in just like he did my little brother. Oh, you haven’t seen my little brother? Neither have the police. The teacher starts handing out the quiz paper, face down, based on the homework we had during the weekend. I’ve got to at least try. I’m a smart guy. I flip the page over. “Q1: What did the voice actor, #!@#$, say his number one influence was at this weekend’s Anime Con?” Anime Con? I didn’t go to any Con this weekend. I raise my hand and inform the teacher that I think I got the wrong paper. “The homework was to go to Anime Con this weekend. It was a fun assignment.” -_- Well I tried my best. You know what that got me. No, not a 0. Clear...