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Sooooo .... First book, first chapter. How am I going to start this?? Hmmmm.... Oh I know!

A story!

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A girl with black hair, the ends are wavy with dark brown eyes with glasses and a jacket that seems to be from a merchandise from an anime was just sitting on her chair, minding her own business. She was drawing. She was struggling to find her own art style, making multiple attempts resulting in a fail in each one. She'll find it eventually. Hopefully.

The school bell rang indicating that recess was done. She already ate her food. She had a mom pack some for her. It was nice to have that mom. She doesn't have to go through hell of going down the stairs to the cafeteria and suffer in the crowd of students, trying to get food like it's some Hunger Games. She sighed for both reasons; the classroom was once again noisy and she hasn't found a suitable art style for herself.

Teachers usually arrive late. That's just how it is but the students never really mind. Unless it was like, 10 minutes passed the appointed time, and so, her friends from the class next door called her over outside to talk for a while the teachers aren't in the classrooms.

She sighed again and stood up, taking a few steps forward before looking back to check on her sketch book. She thought for a while as her friends called for her in the background. She decided to leave the sketch pad on the arm chair as it is, turning around and dodging the incoming hands and bodies of her classmates due to their rowdiness.

The girl finally reached the door and it just so happened to be closed by her classmate. She clenches her fist, holding the rage in. She turned the knob and opened the door, going out and bending her arm behind her to close it.

"What do you guys want?" The girl asks.

"One bell!" The girl's friend called out, using her nickname the squad has decided.

"WE HAVE SOMETHING TO SHOW YOU!!!" her other friend shouted.

"Interesting, what is it?" "One bell" said, intrigued.

"It's Red!!! It's fricking Red!!" "Koala" said/shrieked in her ever so squeaky voice that seems to be high-pitched yet quiet.

A comical tickmark appeared on the forehead of "One Bell".

"I'm going back inside..." "One Bell" quickly said while grabbing the door knob to her classroom door but she was too late, her two friends started dragging her away and down the stairs that was nearby the two classrooms.

On the way down, all "One Bell" did was groan in frustration. What's so special with him that they have to show her?

I guess we can only find out after these messages- I'm messing with you. I always wanted to put that into a book of mine.

Strangely, there was still time for students to roam around the school. Though it's past the end of recess.

Each second, each step, each minute, there is a faint song booming. They arrived at the rooms used for bands to practice. The tune sounded familiar.... It sounded like....

It was from an animation meme once....

"One Bell" jumped out of the grip of her friends, intending in looking into the window quickly but tripped on a step, falling face first. Her friends silently laughed and helped her up.

Together, they hid behind the window, watching the people inside.

Sadly, before they can even get a glimpse of what's inside the room, a teacher caught them and sent them back to their classrooms. While walking back, they can't help but imagine what was happening in that room, with that music echoing through the badminton gym and in their heads.

Boom, boom, boom, boom

I want you in my room
Let's spend the night together,
Together in my room

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