"Huhh", Dion suddenly exclaimed as he stared worriedly around his class. Dion is a 15yr old boy with brown hair and scattered teeth. "Was that really a dream.", he said loudly.
A girl suddenly laughed causing Dion to remember he was still in class. "Do you have anything to share with us, Dion.", the black teacher asked, staring at him with a stern face. "N-no sir" Dion replied, causing the students to laugh.
Time passed with Dion obviously not paying attention to class and finally, it was closing time. Everyone were leaving but Dion just sat on his seat staring into space, fazed.
"Was that really a dream?" Dion asked himself again, unsure of the answer. "How can a dream feel so real?", he asked himself, touching his stomach that he thought had a hole. "At least I had a famil-". A sudden roar was heard, causing Dion to move in fright.
"Dude, where have you been!!! I have been waiting for you.", Sam shouted with anger clearly written on his face. "Bro, why are you shouting?", Dion asked while carrying his bag in annoyance. "We have been waiting for you for a very long time, you fucking idiot!!!" Sam answered, feeling irritated. Dion simply went through the door while patting Sam to calm him down.
Walking out of the school gate with his small gang/group of six, including Dion, he caught the gaze of the girl who laughed at him. "What's going on between you and Nora?" Edgar asked, noticing the gaze they both shared. "Just forget about it" Dion replied blankly as he stepped ahead of them. "What's up with him", he heard Caleb ask but decided to ignore it.
"Finally, home sweet home." Dion said sarcastically as he slumped on his bed with just a singlet and boxers. He then recalled all the memories he had concerning his house as a child. He was about to sleep when his brother, Sam, barged into his room. "Bro, when are you going to cook the noodles, I am hungry." Sam said while holding his stomach. "Leave me alone and go make your FUCKING NOODLES!!!", Dion replied with a little bit of annoyance and went back to sleep.
Dion woke up feeling a slight pain on his leg, just to see it was his mom. Wake up and come downstairs." she said as she left. "Why didn't she just call Sam?" Dion said as he groggily stood up from his bed. "When last did you read?" his mother asked as Dion was was setting the table, bet he decided to ignore her. "When are you going to stop sleeping during and after school?" , she asked and again received no reply. "Damn it Dion!!!! When are you going to stop wasting my money and make me proud." His mom shouted, feeling annoyed from his ignorance. "Make you proud?", Dion scoffed, "Did you ever think of seeing what I am going through and you are here saying SHIT!!!" Dion shouted as he went to his room, locked the door and slumped on his bed, crying.
"Another argument with mom?", Sam asked, already knowing the answer. "Bro, you need to calm down and stop crying when you are not a girl, we are boys we stay strong.", he added while smiling, which made Dion smile a little. "Bros forever, right?", Dion asked, "Yeah, forever." Sam replied and went back to sleep.
The next morning, the brothers woke up surprised that their mom didn't wake them up. "Bro why didn't mom wake us up?" Abdulhaqq asked, "Maybe she's asleep." Dion replied. "Well, at least I don't get see her face in the morning.", Dion said as he stood up. Suddenly, the hear a commotion in the leaving. "What's that?", Haqq asked as they went to check it out.
"Huhh?", Abdulhaqq was confused by what he was seeing. "What are you guys doing in my house?", Dion shouted. Right in front of them are Dion and Abdulhaqq classmates.
A/N: Dion is in art class, while Haqq (Abdulhaqq) is in science class, with both class have 23 students each.
"Haqq and Dion, what are we doing in your house?", Chester, Haqq's classmate asked with worry, thinking he was kidnapped, "And why are there no windows?" he added. "I-i don't know.", Dion stuttered, feeling confused.
Just then, they all heard a computer-like voice, " Welcome, players to the first edition of SSS, where players will be tested on their survival skills. Every player will be given a quest until they are able to clear the 100th floor and there will be no quest for the dead."
"Tell me this is a joke.", someone said, not being able to believe what is happening. "This is no joke.", the computer-like voice replied. "All players should survive with the limited amount of food in the kitchen for a week. The first quest starts NOW."