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Tech Society Prologue [Official]
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| Title | Tech Society Teaser |
| Content | Part 1
"Haa. Today was another tiring day."
I contemplated on the events that happened this afternoon as I made my way towards my bed.
"That annoying club prez. Telling us to do those ridiculous things every time."
In my exhaustion, I jumped on my bed without bothering to change from my uniform.
As I lay on my bed and looked into the night sky, gazing under the stars, I wondered to myself...
"... Where the fuck is the ceiling?"
A weird question to ask when without a doubt you just walk into your room and laid down and realized something a missing that would have been impossible to not notice when you arrive home.
Speaking of which. When did I walk home?
Why can't I remember passing by my parents when I entered the house?
I don't even remember entering my house?
More importantly, I'm home... right?
Wait. I'm 100% sure that these are the stuff from my room but am I really home?
A cool evening breeze blew and I immediately decided to look out the window.
...
There was no window. Not even a wall.
All I could see was a wide track field from my school.
And I'm leaning off a railing.
...
I'm on the school's rooftop, aren't I?
"Ooh. Haru-kun, you've finally realized!"
"Eh? Shino?"
My classmate, Shino Haruyama, was standing right behind me with a dumbfounded expression.
"Mou~ I thought you were gonna slack off without me!"
This elegantly mature looking girl with waist length silver white hair and slender build is actually one of the most clumsiest and idiotic people in class... no, the whole school.
Eh? Eh?!! What's going on?!!!
"Oi! You two! If you're just gonna goof off, I'm throwing you over the railing."
Another girl entered carrying a carton box of... Wait. Isn't that my 18+ book collection?! What's it doing in here?!
"What's with that look Haru?"
"Don't 'What's wrong' me, what are you guys doing with my stuff?!"
"What are you talking about? You're room is the last one. We already finished moving the rooms of the other members to their places, so we could take a break once we finished with yours."
What now?
I remember doing something ridiculous for the club prez today. I mean we do those everyday...
Don't tell me... this was it?!
"Do you have a loose screw in your head or something?"
"Ha-haha... Haha..."
I suddenly started laughing at my pathetic self.
I remember now. The thing we had to do today was... Move into school. |
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