How Many Times (Cancelled)

Chap 2: A New Friend And A Castle

April 9 2017
12:13 pm

It was Saturday afternoon and you were needing some coffee. You still had a bit of jet lag from the flight. You found a quaint little coffee shop in Yongin-Jaya (idk how to spell it) called Leblanc. You walked in and the smell of coffee hit you instantly. The news was playing on the TV. Something about a train conductor going bonkers and crashing the train. In one of the booths was an old couple talking about what the TV announcer was saying. "Welcome, what would you like?" A man wearing an apron asked you. "O-Oh, um. A-A house blend, please." You said your order. "Comin' right up." The man in the apron said. "Thank you." You sat at the bar. You had brought your Sketchbook and pencils, you love to draw. You started it to sketch out your favorite character when the man in the apron brought you your coffee. "Thank you mister." You said to the man. He just gave a nod and sat down on one of the stools with a newspaper and pencil. You were almost done with the rough sketch of their body when a young man with messy black hair and glasses walk in wearing a Shujin uniform. He look a bit sad. "Hmm... Vertical is... the name of a shellfish used for farming pearls..." You overheard the man in the in the apron talk to himself. He then looked to the boy who just entered. "...Oh, right. They did say that was today." The man said, getting up off his stool and putting the newspaper down on the counter. "We'll be leaving now. The payments on the table." The elderly man said getting up along with the elderly woman with him. "Thanks for coming." The man in the apron said. The old man and the man in the apron talked about the rampage accidents that have been happening recently. Then the elderly couple left. "...Four hours for just a single cup of joe." The man in the apron said. "I'm here to, y'know." You responded to the manager. He turn to you. "Right, sorry sorry." He apologized. He turned back to the boy. "So, you're Akira?" The man in the apron asked. "Please take care of me." The boy, whose name you presume is 'Akira', said. "...Uh-huh." The man in the apron said. "I'm Sojiro Sakura. You'll be in my custody over the next year." 'Sakura' said. "I was wondering what kind of unruly kid would show up, but you're the one, huh?" " 'Unruly'?" You asked. "It's nothing you need to worry about, miss." "Very well." You noticed the boys clothing, it looked like the boys uniform for your school. "Oh, are you going to Shujin too?" You ask the boy who Sakura called 'Akira'. "Yes, yes he is." Sakura said. "Then I guess I'll see you at school. Thanks for the coffee mister." you said. Sakura gave you small smile. "Thank you for coming." You smiled back and started to put your skechbook back in your bag and got up from your seat. "Here." You handed him the money and left. When you were outside, you check the time.

It's 1:00 pm

You should start heading to your job.

5:38 pm

You unlock your door with your key and immediately flopped on the couch. "Fuck me, why am I so tiiiirrrrreeeeeed?!" You wind as you reached for the controller to the TV, wanting to watch the new season of BNHA. The doorbell rang and you got up to answer the door. It was the take out you ordered. You paid the man the required amount of money, took your food and went back to watching your anime.

Once you how to decided to stop watching you checked your phone to see what time it was.

9:56 pm

"Shit, it's almost 10." You said getting up and preparing for bed. "I can watch more tomorrow." you said to yourself crawling into your bed.

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You woke up in a car that was completely covered in the same velvety blue that the elevator was. It had the same feeling as that strange elevator too. "Okay, where the hell am I-- and why do I keep waking up in these weird, velvety places?" You asked to no one in particular. The car wasn't moving, so you assumed it was parked. In front of you was another table. But this time there was a tarot card. And just like the gun, it started to glow and rise up off the table. And, once again, lunch toward you. You tried to Shield yourself again, but you failed. As the tarot card passed through your arms. Once that whole ordeal was over, you open your eyes. "I swear to God, if something tries to charge toward my face again I am going to set someone on fire." You said, quite annoyed. Then, light outside the windows of the car grew brighter and brighter, like in the elevator.