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  Waking up to find myself in a small pool of blood I sigh, I should not have acted like that. I am way to mature to be taken hold by something as simple as emotions. Slowly soothing my aching legs from sleeping in a crooked position I stand and drag my body into the new room I discovered just before heading to the entrance ceremony yesterday. An onsuite bathroom, im lucky, if I had to go outside looking like this im not even sure if I could have stayed at this damned academy.

  Absentmindedly I lean down towards the bathtub and fiddle with the gauge for a little bit longer than I would like to admit before finally. *fwooshhhh* Water starts to flow out into the tub as I crawl over the slightly high wall and settle down into the slowly filling tomb. Laying my head back against the smooth marble surface I begin to think about what am I even doing here.

  Why don't I remember anything? Who even am I? Why was I even put here? There are so many questions hammering my mind that its hard to even focus on my breathing without gasping for air, well, I should do what I can start with. This body is a problem, the pleasure I feel from an otherwise ghastly downright unthinkable act is hard to accept. For some reason the feeling of pain makes my entire soul shiver and it almost consumes me everytime it happens, its hard to say I can stop but at the very least I need some form of outlet that doesn't literally kill me.

  I let out a sigh as the water in the tub is now at my neck and I cut the flow, letting the warm water take the weight of my body I slowly close my eyes and start thinking again. What is my name again? Anna? There has to be something. Hukito... Wait a second. Why do I have no memory of any family? All that comes to mind is that I come from some kind of bigshot family, not who the members of said family are. Why would they even let my body get to this state if it was supposed to be a ... "hahh".. whatever, its not worth overthinking about.

  I look down to see my hands slowly scratching and digging at my thighs and can barely let out a sound of dissapointment, I really shouldn't be getting used to this already but. How does this body have so much control over me in the first pce, especially when I was the one who supposedly took control of this body. Whatever.

  Maybe I can make use of the family name for this atleast, I need to do some more research. Slowly standing out of the now reddening water I wince as the cool air assaults the unbandaged wounds, so it only feels good when im actively trying to hurt myself. Interesting. It's not the biggest amount of information but hey, any information is better than no information right?

  Making my way to the ptop on the desk without bothering to dry off I flip open the screen and notice a password blocking my way. "shit". So this is a bust huh? There has to be something in this damn room somewhere, slowly unpacking the things in the room I find a bunch of different goth like clothing items but nothing useful. Scratching my head and thinking about giving up and I notice a box sticking out of the underside of the bed, not thinking too much of it I pick the box up and pce it on the bedsheets.

  Inside the unbranded and unmarked box there is a small choker like neckce with a power button? I know I really shouldn't be wasting time with stupid accessories but for some reason I was curious, why does it have a power button? Csping the band around my neck I gasp slightly at the cold sensation before ughing to myself in disbelief. Huh. Well that was anticlimactic.

  Laughing to myself while bring my hands up to uncsp it I accidently pressed the power button on the front of the choker, before I can understand what is happening my body seems to disappear. For a breif moment it feels like I am deep underwater and cant help but panic.

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