Class 1 A Door Novels & Stories

Every place took its own space and would fit together when needed. As she contemplated everything that she needed to. The doorbell rang, and she went to the door. Her brother was standing there with a box in his hands. “This is a short-range one, but it works better and won’t affect cell phones or Wi-Fi.” He pressed the button, and the lights dimmed for a second, and then he did it again when everything had reset. “Just to be sure.”

“Come on, gamma, let me show you your room.” She nods down a long hallway, with decorated doors lining both hallways. Each door has a dry erase board with markers attached for messages. Similar to how I imagine typical college campuses in America. We are near the end, all the doors bare, stopping at number eleven. A keypad sits above the door, Camilla punching something in before turning to me. “Pick a six-digit code, and hit pound when you’re done.”

“Mostly?” “One of them did light the broom closet on fire last semester.” Joonwoo blinked. Mr. Kyon smiled like it was normal. “Anyway, I’ll introduce you in front of the class. Just say your name and maybe a hobby or two. No need to overthink it.” (Easy enough.) (As long as no one flies through a wall mid-sentence, I’m good.) But as they turned the corner, the door to Class 1-B came into view.

I walked over to that part and peeked through the ajar door. My forehead furrowed at the sight, a room full of childish design. Mallit blue beds, toys and almost all the children's equipment are here. I opened the door slightly more to fit myself. I went in and closed the door. I step slowly as I carefully look at each item here. There are bottles for babies, small clothes, and diapers. I picked up a blue dress lying on the bed. I put it on the cheek to feel this soft fabric. This room is very nice, very spacious and obviously well prepared. I was about to leave but I heard the door knob turn. I was confused by my position and quickly looked for a place to hide until I decided to just run to

-adds pointing out my window. I turn around and see a very tall building, made of dark glass and with two doormen at the door. My face lights up with a smile as I look up. The cab parks and Azael gets out first to open my door, which makes me smile like a fool. We both walked to the entrance and entered through the automatic doors.

I held the door knob and twisted it slowly as I admired the beautiful door. The door was heavy and thick, probably six to seven inches but inspite it's thickness, it was incredibly easy to open. As the large doors opened, chattering of several human beings became audible and it became obvious to me that the door was noise proof. Immediately I stepped out, the whole chattering stopped and everywhere became awkwardly silent. By my right and left were long curly stairs which led downstairs.

We should be rushing to class. “Yeah, I’ll be okay. I’ll explain later, okay? We’ve got to get going.” Ally didn’t look quite satisfied, “Okaaay.., but I’ll at least show you where you’re going. Ally led the way to my next class, Humanities. The class was two doors down from Mr. Chu’s Homeroom, where I had started part of my day yesterday. A student opened the door from inside and turned around to face those of us gathered by the door.

There were five doors on the left-hand side, and only one on the right-hand side with two double doors that had the same Black Alpha Wolf sculpted on the front door, and I knew immediately that it belonged to Aiden. Just thinking about his name made my heart skip a beat. I knew nothing about the guy, but it already seemed like I was hooked, which is ridiculous. He was not mine, and he was probably still downstairs exchanging saliva with that slu- Rebecca. I managed to stop myself from degrading another girl because of a man, again. It was fucken hard though. "Ready?" Roseline shouted, and I realised they had already left my side, leaving me standing near the first door, lost in my thoughts.

“Good girl, you’re such a good girl!!!” Realizing her emotional outburst, she quickly let go of my hand and took out a handkerchief to dab my face. “I’m sorry, I’m too excited! You look pale, do you need to go out for some air?” “Air?” “Yes, from here.” I noticed a door next to me then. Alice walked over and pressed a few buttons on the screen beside it. “This door is special, it has a password lock.” After the door was opened, a glass door came into view through a downward staircase.

Taking the steps three at a time. By the time she caught up to me I was already behind my bedroom door locking it. She smashed into the wood door with a loud grunt. I cracked up laughing knowing that the door hurt her more than she hurt it. All the doors around the house are reinforced solid oak doors made specially for our supernatural strength. There has only been one to break down one of these doors and that was HE WHO SHALL NOT BE NAMED. Her little fist pounded on the door. I ignored her giving the misconception of being mad at her.