I see an annoying girl running towards me from the distance, waving her arms in the air like she’s totally oblivious to any attention she might draw to herself. That girl is Sayori, my neighbor and good friend since we were children. You know, the kind of friend you’d never see yourself making today, but it just kind of works out because you’ve known each other for so long? We used to walk to school together on days like this, but starting around high school she would oversleep more and more frequently and I would get tired of waiting up.

The school day is as ordinary as ever, and it’s over before I know it. After I pack up my things, I  stare blankly at the wall, looking for an ounce of motivation. Clubs… Sayori wants me to check out some clubs. I guess I have no choice but to start with the anime club…

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I dejectedly follow Sayori across the school and upstairs – a section of the school I rarely visit, being generally used for the third year classes and activities. Sayori, full of energy, swings open the classroom door. I glance around the room.” (MC is greeted by the members) “All words escape me in this situation. This club… is full of incredibly cute girls!!
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It looks like Sayori still hasn’t caught onto the kind of situation I’m in. Sure, being friends with everyone is nice, but… Does it really need to stop there? ‘We’ll just need to see what the future holds Sayori’ I pat Sayori on the shoulder. I said that more to myself than to her, but it’s easy to use Sayori as an internal monologue sometimes. Yeah.. Let’s do this!