Unnamed Club

CHAPTER 4

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「RIKU」
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　I was hesitating whether I knock or not but my body decided on its own, knocking several times at the wooden door. My heart was thumping hardly, but when there's no response, I instantly thought there's no one inside so I wrapped my right hand—feeling the cold metal knob, expecting it to be locked.

Of course, it's locked until 8 AM—

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“—Holy...” Shit.

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My heart took a sudden leap when the door swung open.

I took a peek inside and saw a glimpse of a young woman's silhouette. My vision were blurry since I didn't wear my glasses, and I forgot it on my desk when I hurriedly left my apartment—where I live alone, so no one was able to remind me that I forgot something, like before—when I was still under my parents' roof.

Not gonna lie but, it kinda makes me somehow sad that I left—no, I should be happy... I'm now far from that abusive household, far from the tiger—my f*cking father.

I was taken back to reality when the young woman—which I assume is the president since she's early and alone here—even if I can't clearly see her face, something chilly hugged my soul when I sensed that she's staring at me.
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My intuition is acting up again...

I don't know if it's because of the cold weather, or her eyes are really daggers that can pierce through you, they said. Well, I'm glad that I left my glasses, I'm not used to it when someone's staring intently at me as if they're judging my physical attributes.

I positioned myself facing her, taking a step inside—gathering my courage to speak.

“Is this the Consulting Club?” I asked with the courage I gathered.

I read the sign before I entered and it is indeed Unnamed Club, but I wasn't sure if I read the sign right—the fact that I'm not wearing my glasses I might be hallucinating that time—so, I'm not really confident about it...

“Unnamed Club,” she corrected me.

“Yes”

“But this was named Consulting Club before—”

“What do you need?” She cuts briefly, not even letting me finish my words as if she's reading my mind—she knew immediately that I was indeed here for a reason.

I mean, it's obvious—I'm just genuinely surprised, this was the first time someone asked directly, without any nonsense like my classmates...

When my purpose for not just a visit starts resonating in my mind, I stood firmly—or so I thought a way to act professionally, even though I'm not a member yet.

“I'm Riku Himura, Class A-10, I'm here to apply as a member,” with all seriousness, I answered her.

My heart starts racing again, expecting a firm refusal—some of my classmates told me that a lot had been coming in and out here looking disappointed a year ago when they tried applying as a member.
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“Very well.” She nodded.

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I was surprised. Her reply—it was full of confidence as if she knew this was going to happen. And it happened. I feel a sudden urge to open my mouth, due to the surprise but I tried fighting the temptation. I cannot let her see how can emotions sway me, it was a talk that she hates emotions—because it was stupid according to her, and I clearly agree—although I kept it to myself until now because I might become the next topic when almost the whole campus, I mean all the students—highly disagreed with her resolve. Although I heard that a few supports her.