The Academy Is My Hell

Anyone imagines it at least once. A fantasy life they would enjoy if they possess a game or a novel. Learning swordsmanship and magic. Building relationships with beings like dragons or fairies. Living proudly after earning fame. “Then this time, I hope you see you survive all the way to the end.” It was the worst possession. A floor stained with blood. Broken windows. A musty stench that stabbed my nose. Predators. This academy was clearly hell.