Chapter 1

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The days were all the same. I never truly saw a reason to live, honestly, I had no one to live for, I had nothing to live for and my whole demeanour? Fake. I'm not this happy bubbly girl people think I am, I have issues, I struggle with myself and I dislike it, I wish I could just be anyone but me.

So there I was, sitting in my desk, as it was lunch break. I'd usually skip lunch anyway, as I had no friends to eat with, I mean, maybe I'd munch on some small snacks, maybe have some soda, but most of the time I'd be found everywhere besides in the cafeteria during Lunch.

Now I was pretty much on my way to the library to hide there. As I opened the door I pretty much saw 3 kids in there. They turned to look at me and I started to feel awkward, so I quickly put on an act.

"Sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt!"
"Well, there was a paper outside informing that we were researching" the girl says.
"Oh! I didn't see that!"

It was draining putting on this act, I wanted to tell them that I don't care if the paper was there. But alas, I wouldn't want people to find out who I truly am.

I then bow before trying to leave, before all of a sudden, the President came in.

"Oh, plankton president! What's up?" The guy with pink hair says. The president comes in, causing me to slightly move aside.

The president smashes a paper on the table before saying "as you were previoudly informed, a research club with no real activity must forfeit its club room. So vacate this room at once!"

The 3 group members were seen studying the paper, not sure how the other two were reading sideways... what a skill. Anyhow, the president was seen turning to the side fixing his glasses by pressing it closer to his nose. Does that not hurt??

Pinkie then turned and started speaking "you shouldn't underestimate our members, President." The girl with the bob then stood up to grab a book. I just curiously stared. This was pretty much the first time in such a long time ive properly felt amused.

She then slammed the book on the desk as if she did something savage. Her glasses pretty much white to the point you couldn't see her eyes and her hair sticking down. Just like how gravity worked, although I am confused on why her glasses still sit on her nose.

"What is that?" Asked the president. The three members started smirking as a shadow casted upon their faces. "You know about our rugby field being closed off, right?" The girl spoke up.

"Yes. Some of the students who fell ill were actually hospitalised." The president answered. "Don't you think that's strange!" She said pointing to the president, as her glasses were still white. "We're talking about our rugby players here!" The other two members were still smirking proudly.

"Truth is, the players said they started hearing mysterious sounds and voices right before they fell ill. That's when we found this newspaper from thirty years ago. It talks about the disappearance of Yoshida-san who worked with the construction company, and it mentions that he was last sighted here at Sugisawa Third year high school during construction." She says pulling out the newspaper.

The president seemed slightly interested. "Yoshida-san was struggling to make ends meet, so he turned to loan sharks and those organisations were after him. Which means! The whole disaster at the rugby field was caused by the vengeful spirit of Yoshida-san who's buried here!" She says pretending like she were some character in an anime trying to prove someone wrong or whatever.

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