Our Reality (Doki Doki Literature Club!)

Blind Trust

A small yawn broke through Shujinkou's lips. Normally, a student would be very anxious over the prospect of being called to the office of the Student Council, but his awareness of the two sides of the young president along with the fatigue he felt from a lack of sleep stifled that emotion's plans to take over.

The tired student opened the doors and found Fuyu looking through the pages of a pale yellow folder.

"Good morning, Shujinkou," she said, flashing a soft smile before looking back down at the folder.

He instinctively sighed in relief. He knew for sure that he wouldn't be able to handle Fuyu in her "Presidential Mode."

"Morning, Fuyu," Shujinkou said as he approached her desk. "You wanted to talk to me about something?"

"I just wanted to know how things were going with Rei," she replied as she adjusted her glasses.

"It's going okay. She seems to be getting used to going to school here."

"That's good."

Shujinkou scratched his right cheek as Fuyu continued to search through the folder. "Hey, uh, Fuyu..."

"Yeah?" the young student president turned her curious gaze back to Shujinkou.

"I was kind of wondering why you picked me to be the Student Liaison."

"I told you. I needed someone I trust to handle this task," she answered in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Yeah, but why? I mean it's not like we really know each other. Why would you trust me so much to be a liaison or offer me the position of VP?"

Fuyu simply stared at Shujinkou and placed the folder on her desk. The dead silence that blanketed the room began to unnerve him until she started to smile at him.

"Let me tell you a story, Shujinkou," Fuyu said. "It takes place a long time ago..."

A long time ago, a much younger Fuyu adjusted her glasses as she continued to read "Psychology for Dummies."

"I really don't get the title for these books," she thought until an elastic rubber band bounced off her head.

She gently rubbed the throbbing wound on her forehead as she was approached by three boys. The annoyed expressions on their faces made it clear to Fuyu that a confrontation was unavoidable.

"What was that for?" she inquired.

"That was for your mother getting us grounded!" one of the boys shouted.

"It's not my fault that she diagnosed you three with displaced violent tendencies that needs to be monitored," Fuyu nervously pointed out.

She was then shoved to the ground, the force of the push causing her glasses to fall to the ground. With her vision greatly diminished, Fuyu could do nothing but squint her eyes as she heard the sound of breaking glass and teasing laughs. Soon all laughter stopped as the sound of police siren loomed from the distance. She then heard the sound of heavy footsteps as the siren sound grew louder and louder until it suddenly came to a stop.

"Are you okay?" she was asked. The sound of the voice and the short stature of the blurry figure in front of her was enough for her to discern that she was approached by another young boy. A hand was soon offered to her and, after a few seconds of deliberation, accepted it. She was easily lifted up to her feet and anxiously looked around her immediate area. "I think your glasses are beyond saving."

Fuyu reached forward and placed her hands on the boy in front of her.

"That's not good. I'm hopelessly blind without them," she fretted.