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Sixteen Ultimate students partake in an outdoor school when things take a turn for the worse. Will Suki, the Ultimate Daydreamer, be able to keep everyone positive and keep the group together as everyone becomes faced...
I could feel the dampness clinging to my skin while my hair stuck to the back of my neck. The air was thick with an eerie heat as flies buzzed in the distance.
For a moment, my mind was blank. All I could focus on was the buzzing noise, the heat, the stickiness.
Suki.
My name is Suki Kiyama.
Suki Kiyama, the Ultimate Daydreamer.
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Being the Ultimate Daydreamer... It's a unique talent, isn't it? Is it even considered a talent? I mean, no one has ever seen it that way before. Back in the day, my teachers would yell at me, telling me to snap out of my daydreams. Staying focused was always a struggle for me. My mind would wander off into thoughts, and I'd get lost in them way too easily.
Dreams are what push the world forward, I remember someone saying. Dreams are the foundation for hope. Without dreamers, the future would be bland.
Someone saw potential in my daydreams. Why else would I be here?
Wait, where even is here?
I opened my eyes and lifted my head while spitting dirt and blades of grass out of my mouth. No birds were chirping, just bugs buzzing. Lots and lots of bugs.
The buzzing kept getting louder as each second passed.
The intensity of the sun's rays overwhelmed my senses, casting an eerie glow that made it difficult to see anything else.
I brought my slightly dirty hands to my face and rubbed my eyes as the colors surrounding me became clearer and clearer. My parents used to scold me about rubbing my eyes - saying it was a bad habit and a good way to get germs into my system, but I never remembered their warnings until just seconds after it was too late.
At first, I saw a lot of green, then silhouettes started to form. Trees, bushes, wooden structures, flowers. I was outside. A jungle, perhaps? What was I doing in the jungle? I do enjoy the occasional campout, but I'm not exactly the outdoorsy type.
I bolted upright, my heart pounding in my chest. A wave of unease washed over me as I surveyed my surroundings. It was a completely unfamiliar place, devoid of any other people. Questions flooded my mind. How did I end up here? This couldn't be my doing. Was I taken? Kidnapped and abandoned in this forest? Where were my parents? We weren't rich, so why would someone kidnap me? Was this just another one of my daydreams?
No, my daydreams were never this vivid...
My mind was quickly flooded with various scenarios as I tried to put together what happened. I heard no motors or planes, no creepy windowless white vans. Perhaps it was something supernatural. Like ghosts! Maybe I angered some kind of spirits and they teleported me here. It's not realistic, but neither is just appearing in the middle of a jungle all by myself. Or perhaps someone started to kidnap me, got fed up, and ditched. But why would they bring me to a jungle of all places? And why-
