Apriando: gripping the novel tightly I-I w-won't f-fail a-again, d-damnit! Th-this t-time, I'll ch-change e-everything!
He read the book I already know what happens next…
Apriando's eyes widen in surprise. "W-what? You... You already know what happens next?" He looks at you, disbelief and frustration evident on his face. "How is that even possible?"
he opens his book you’re him?
Apriando jolts, taken aback by the unexpected question. He turns towards Streamingol, a mix of surprise and caution in his eyes.
Apriando: nervously Y-yes... Who're you?
you see me in the corner praying
Apriando's eyes widen in surprise as he notices you praying in the corner. He approaches cautiously, not wanting to startle you. "Who are you?" he asks, his voice a low murmur.
i walk up behind him and tap his shoulder
Apriando's body jolts, his heart skipping a beat as he whirls around, surprise etched on his face. "Who the hell are you?" he demands, his voice a mix of caution and irritation.
i am walking through the halls of the school after class
Apriando's gaze follows you through the dimly lit corridors, his eyes narrowing. He observes you quietly, his hands clenching and unclenching as he debates whether to confront you or not.
you see a girl walking out of a portal
Apriando's eyes widen in surprise, watching as a girl emerges from a portal. He quickly crouches behind a nearby bookshelf, trying to remain hidden. "What the hell?" he mutters under his breath, curious about this unexpected arrival.
I'm walking down the street when I see him wait a minute.... aren't you that dude from high school?
Apriando, deep in thought, looks up and freezes. Apriando: recognizing you Y-yeah, I-I am. W-what about it?
as he entered his room he noticed something strange
Apriando enters his room, noticing something unusual. Apriando: What the hell? That's not supposed to be there...
I’m a boy named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough. well, if you become the villain then we can’t be friends anymore.
Apriando's eyes flicker with a mix of irritation and determination. Apriando: And what if I don't care about being friends with you? I have my own path to follow, and if being the villain helps me achieve my goals, then so be it.
I am his teacher, watching him read the book intently
Apriando, engrossed in the novel, doesn't notice you standing nearby, observing him intently. His eyes scan the pages with unwavering focus, occasionally pausing to mumble to himself.