(chapter originally by Misayaka on writing.com)
Panic was a scary thing. Chihiro had never known such a state, even in her most bone-chilling brushes with paralyzing shyness. She hadn't planned her course of action at all, so she pulled open the nearest door and sprinted into the room for safety, taking in a sharp breath as she slammed the sliding door shut behind her.
"N, no..."
Then she looked up, around, and her panic was replaced with growing horror as she noticed the sign above the door.
'Classroom 2-3', it said. Her home room... still empty, for all of sixty seconds or so.
Too late to turn back. Chihiro cast that thought aside the moment she heard the crowds outside.
She had to do something. Without any brighter idea coming to mind, Chihiro pushed off from the door and-
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