Obfusc

The dream started as thus…. A new student entering a secondary school, they couldn’t help but to find it boring. It was full of things that they already knew, and classes that they hadn’t the will to pass even if they knew the lessons like the back of their hand. By the time they had reached their fifth period class, they were well and truly done with the school and all of its “classes”. Most would call that being an ungrateful brat, but they never stuck around long enough for those words to well and truly have a meaning to them. Although somehow even with their horrible scope of an attitude, they had managed to make a friend. If roping another student into skipping school could be called friend-making. They knew, even though subconsciously they knew it was a bad idea outside of their dream. But as fate would have it, they and their friend ended up playing in a massive wheat field that stretched out for miles on all sides. A field that seemingly had an endless gust of wind that