Summoned

A sunny day

Some info before we start:

The story will be told from a first-person perspective, the OC's

"This is talking" "Go jump over that fence."

(This is thinking) (I will jump over that fence.)

This is narration- I Jumped over that fence.

This story was not made with Wattpad as a first thought. So the format might not stick perfectly. (Like sentences folding over.)

Spelling, spelling, spelling. Being dyslectic, there's a good chance that something might have slipped past by me, or DiscereEstVivet. The guy helping me proofread parts of this thing.

Thank you

So, where was I...

Oh right.

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Yet, another sunny day. Then again, ain't most days sunny here in Japan? It, has been about 3 weeks since I 'arrived' here. And I still had a hard time coming to terms with it to be honest.

Right now, I was sitting at my school desk, which was located at the back corner of the class. And while the class was still in session, I was just staring outside. Towards the school's gate.

(...I have always been fascinated by this country.

I grew up watching animated shows that were created in Japan, and it didn't take long before I started playing video games as well. I've actually lost track of how many hours I spent on both. Hell, even my initial understanding of Japanese came from these sources of entertainment, and... right now, it all feels... like total... bullshit.)

While I was in my own head, the sound of bells echoed throughout the school, signaling the end of class. I snapped out of my inner thoughts and started to pick up my stuff, only to see the teacher gesturing for me to go to him.

( Ughh... good job me, that's what you get for not paying attention to the class like an idiot in plain sight. )

"Naier Sepfier?" The middle-aged teacher, who's frown seemed to be a permanent addition to his face stared at me. His eyes pretty much telling me that he would rather be at his local cafe playing mahjong rather than waste his time on me.

"Yes, sir" I answered back.

"I know that you came here as an exchange student, and adjusting to a new foreign environment can take time. But it has been three weeks, and I would prefer if you actually started paying some attention to the classes you are supposed to be present at Sepfier."

He said as his eyes practically drilled holes into me. I guess to him, not paying attention in his class equals to me not respecting his authority. Not that I'm surprised though, some teachers can be like that.

"Yes, of course. I'm sorry teacher, it will not happen again" I answered, trying to sound as sincere as I can.

"...Good, you may go now" Seemingly appeased with my answer, the teacher returns to his papers and signals me with his hand to leave.

With that confrontation finished, I picked my bag from my desk and started heading outside.

(While I really don't give much of a damn about his ramblings, it's not because I have something personal against him. It's simply because soon, none of this crap will really matter...)

I close the class door behind me and start heading towards the school gym.

(The lunch break should last about 40 minutes... it should give me enough time.)