Monsters University Clothes Novels & Stories

"I feel... exposed." "Good," she whispers, settling her hands on my shoulders. "Exposed is power." This is a bad idea. Still, I follow her out of the house, trying not to break my ankles as I struggle with the red stilettos on my feet. Who dresses like this for orientation? The instant we arrive outside the venue, my phone vibrates, and I take it out, only to be greeted by a text message in all caps. From Kaziel. ‘WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WEARING?’

She disappeared out of the door. I let out a breath of relief I didn't know I was holding into. I went back to my room and took out all of my savings. "This might be enough for everything as long as I they're cheap!" I murmured. I decided to go to buy uniforms, both from virelade and St helia. Virelade Academy uniform was an elegant black trousers white shirt and dark blue blazer with a maroon tie. While St helia was a matching maroon short skirt and a blazer without a tie

But I could clearly feel that something massive had happened. Because the usually steady and calm Alpha Kael was so panicked that the blade dropped from his hand with a clang. Immediately after, harsh light flooded in from the entrance. It seemed the heavy stone doors had been thrown wide open. Accompanied by chaotic voices. It sounded like many pack warriors had rushed into the sacred altar room. I heard countless messy footsteps, hurried and heavy, rushing toward me. Then came the incredibly noisy shouting. There were men and women, voices filled with anxiety and fear.

He was not even sure what to make of them. After all, their faces would contort into hideous images of monsters and beasts that had an otherworldly air about them. But that only ever lasted a few moments that it would fade away but not it seemed more constant and taunting. The minute that the sun started to lower he would look upon his friends and classmates and could not figure out if they were wearing costumes or if they were truly beast from the deepest pits of hell.

“Your stuff’s in the closet. Uniforms, towels, bedding. They measured you from the hospital records. Everything should fit.” I opened the closet door. Rows of black blazers, white shirts, red ties, dark trousers—all in my exact size. The emblem on every breast pocket: the shield, the bat, the single blood-drop tear. Like the school was crying for something it already killed. Fresh towels stacked on the shelf. A pair of black boots on the floor. Even socks. Black, of course. I turned back to the box on the bed, flipped the lid. Inside: a sleek black phone, the BludHeaven logo etched into the back. No brand name, no model number—just the bat and the tear. A charger. A folded note on top.

TIA POV After Meadow officially ruined the relaxation of my shower, I quickly dressed in the black and green combat clothing I found in the back of her closet. I completely forgot about it; I bought it online for a Halloween customer last year for school. It was human military gear, and I purchased the entire authentic setup.

I reached the hallway and adjusted my backpack on my shoulder. I got a lot of stares and whispers and I understand that it was because I stood out even though I tried not to, I still did. I was wearing my usual black face mask, had my hair covering the sides of my forehead, a random watch that I’d never won, a tan long-sleeved sweater that was loose fitting, deep tan ankle boots, and casual blue jeans. Usually, I would choose black clothing but Walter chose my clothes. I was sure Walter told me this is what people in university wear these days. Maybe it’s because I’m tall as well. I walked passed them ignoring what they had to say because I was more than sure that it was useless. I proceeded

Training Academy, Luna Central Pack. After waving to my satisfaction but not taking too long, I turn and climb up the stairs. I look down on me and I'm confident in myself with the Academy's yellow T-shirt with black inscription of the name just like on the bus in black, then a pair of black shorts. This is the required uniform of the Academy and it's really nice on me.

Loki and Thore were gazing at me ridiculously. “What’s wrong? Isn’t it cool?” I frowned. I wear a light yellow T-shirt and denim pants. It’s wash day so we can appear at school without wearing the uniform. “Seriously? Since when did you like yellow? You want gray, black, white, navy blue and such. But yellow?” Loki could not help but burst into a loud laughter.

Her parents planned everything and after knowing that she planned to finish her first year and don’t come back to that place. Because her parents planned everything; she doesn't have enough clothes but thankfully the school has clothes for students and it's free. A weird-looking suit: It's a long sleeve that looks like the ones that are used in swimming lessons. And an ordinary uniform. She thought that she would attend swimming lessons. After resting for hours someone knocks on her door; she opened it and a girl was looking at her with a smile on her face and it's a little bit creepy.