Stuck In Another Reality? Darn.

Chapter 19.

Jean had led you out to the hall, so naturally, you were leaned on the wall. Where you were desperately awaiting for your savior.

A soft chair.

You so badly wanted to sit down and pass out immediately, but your pride forbade it. So you leaned and tried desperately to look like a badass.

You weren't sure how well that was working with no sunglasses and a school uniform. Speaking of which, you should get a new outfit. But you couldn't exactly say that you saw everyone else's outfits and thought of them as comfy.

Maybe you should go back to and stick with the maid/butler outfit you had picked out when you first got here. That was a nice outfit...but you also didn't want that to be your main oufit.

One thing you knew you did want was a top hat. That was necessary to a good ensemble, and it would go pretty great with your scarf.

Gasp!

If you got a top hat and a cape, you could pretend to be that guy from Sailor Moon! Damn, that would be cool. But you would need a mask, and you knew that the most connected person in Mondstadt had a supplier that was absolute garbage.

Your nose wrinkled at the thought of Aether's mask. That thing looked so freaking cheap, you were positive that one of Tsumugi's worst would be their magnum opus. That wouldn't do justice to either the guy from Sailor Moon or you.

And he had a tux, right? A tux would look classy, but..

Wait, but what? You could totally rock a tux! But it also wouldn't fit in the fantasy like clothing.

Ah, fuck that. You could easily design a fantasyish tux, and you had the extreme want to be classy. You deserved to be however damn elegant you wanted to be. "That's it!" You said outloud, having cemented your idea.

You were going to look classy, and if it was the last thing you would do, you were going to absolute rock it.

"What's it, darling?" A soft voice cooed, and you were immediately wrenched from your musings. Though you didn't pay attention to the owner of the voice, your head still in the clouds as you responded.

"I'm going to a seamstress or something and getting myself a tux. That'll be a nice replacement for this shabby outfit." Lisa choked on laughter, not expecting that.

Well, she wasn't really sure of what to expect, but an air-head would be the way to sum up her immediate impression of you. You were hardly paying attention to her, a far away look in your eyes.

"A tuxedo could work quite well on you." She decided to entertain your musings, it would look really nice on you after all.

You bobbed your head in agreement before fully realizing who you were talking to. "Oh, so you're Lisa? The librarian?" You blinked and turned to her. You scanned her over but then your eyes quickly stopped on something.

Oh Archons. Oh shit. Her Vision.

You weren't given a chance to say anything before you were wrenched into a memory.

"Ah-hahahaha! Oh man, did you fall for all that fake crying?!" Kokichi exclaimed before viciously continuing. "You're so dumb! I would never cry for Gonta!" You struggled to hold a straight face while unconsciously tugging at where your scarf would be, but now it was stuffed in your pocket.

You didn't want him to see you cry. You still cared so much about him, and it was killing you to see how he was treating this whole thing.

You were in a daze, mutely staring at him until: