You and Karasu found a quiet spot in the park, settling down on a pair of swings. The two of you had been talking for a while, and although you still didn't know much about this mysterious guy, one thing was clear - he absolutely loved gossip.
You chuckled at the mischievous glint in his eye. "You really enjoy hearing about other people's drama, don't you?"
Karasu leaned in with exaggerated interest, his eyes wide. "Oh, absolutely! Gossips are like the spice of life, you know. Now, tell me, what happened next?"
You couldn't help but laugh at his enthusiasm. "Well, you won't believe this. Then, that girl from my school hit the other girl so hard she fell!"
Karasu gasped dramatically, placing a hand over his heart. "No way!"
You nodded, playing along with his theatrical reactions. "Yes way! It was like something out of a dramatic movie. The whole schoolyard went silent, and even the birds stopped chirping."
Karasu grinned, thoroughly entertained by your storytelling. "And what happened to the girl who got hit?"
You leaned in closer, whispering as if sharing a top-secret conspiracy. "Rumor has it she developed a newfound appreciation for gravity."
As both of you laughed heartily at the absurdity of your story, Karasu's laughter gradually turned mischievous. Without warning, he leaned in even closer, his lips dangerously close to your cheek. In an exaggerated, dramatic fashion, he planted a loud, comical kiss on your cheek, complete with a playful "mwah" sound effect.
You blinked in surprise at the unexpected and over-the-top gesture, and then both of you burst into even more laughter. Karasu's lips might not have actually touched your skin, but the sheer audacity and humor of the moment left you both in stitches.
"Wow, Karasu, you really know how to make an impression," you managed to say between fits of giggles.
He winked with a grin. "Well, life's too short to be boring, right?"
You couldn't agree more, and the two of you continued to share stories and laughter, creating a memorable day at the park.
As you both swung back and forth, sharing more amusing stories and trading gossips about your school days, you couldn't deny that there was something undeniably fun about spending time with Karasu. His infectious laughter and playful demeanor brought a smile to your face, making you forget, at least temporarily, about the mysteries of this new world you found yourself in.
"What are you two doing?" You looked up at the familiar voice and met with cyans eyes "Ah rin!"
Rin looked at you then at Karasu, his eyes Narrowed at him. "Let's go, I have something to show you" he said, a pout present on his face as he took your arm to drag you away from the another man.
"Rin what" you tried to stop but his grip was too strong. "I'm sorry I have to go, sorry Karasu!" You tried to apologized as you got dragged away.
"Who was that?" Rin asked, he didn't looked back, just kept going forward while also dragging you with him. "He looked older.. he didn't seem your age." He muttered under his breath.
You knew it by his voice that he's pouting rn. "Rinrin jelly?" You teased him but didn't expect him to be honest. "..yes im" he looked back at you the sunset making him looks so pretty.
His eyes hold a lit of anger and pain. Almost as if you betrayed him by hanging out with a guy that's isn't him.
You sighed, growing frustrated by the direction this was heading. "Can you stop acting like a yandere?" You couldn't help but blurt out, realizing that Rin might not be familiar with the term.
Confused, Rin blinked and asked, "Yan- what?"
You shook your head, deciding to drop the term. "Never mind. It's just that the guy looked suspicious," Rin muttered, his gaze now fixed on his shoes
Rin's expression transformed, resembling that of a sad and dejected kitten rather than a tough soccer player. His once-piercing cyan eyes now seemed like pools of vulnerability, reflecting his inner turmoil. His pout deepened, and he cast his gaze downward, almost as if he'd been scolded.
Your heart melted at the sight of him. He looked so irresistibly cute in this moment of vulnerability that you couldn't help but feel an overwhelming urge to comfort him. You reached out and gently ruffled his hair, unable to resist teasing him just a bit more.
"Aww, Rin, you're making the saddest kitten face," you cooed playfully. "But remember, you're the only one who gets all my attention."
A faint blush tinged his cheeks, but a genuine smile replaced his pout. "Okay, okay. I believe you."
As you continued walking together, his hand found yours, and you interlocked your fingers, both of you content in each other's company.
Upon returning home, you silently thanked your lucky stars that Rin didn't press you for details about how you had met Karasu. The last thing you wanted was to recount the earlier events, especially since they were still a bit of a puzzle to you.
As you entered your room, you let out a long sigh and muttered under your breath, "Well, at least I'm alive." The encounter with the speeding truck had been a stark reminder of the unpredictability of this new world.
You settled onto your bed and reached for your phone. Opening your messaging app, you revisited the conversation with Sae. It was disheartening to see how infrequently he replied, and it seemed he rarely picked up your calls either.
A sense of frustration and confusion washed over you. "What's going on with him?" you wondered aloud.
You lay back on your bed, staring up at the ceiling, lost in thought. Being alone with your thoughts was a double-edged sword. It gave you the time to reflect, but it also allowed your mind to wander and overanalyze every aspect of the strange situation you found yourself in. Overwhelmed by the day's events and unanswered questions, you closed your eyes and took a deep breath, hoping to find some clarity in the chaos.
And If you're being honest, you don't remember anything anymore it's all a blur. Even your last name you can't remember.. let alone the story of blue lock.
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You lazily inquired without even opening your eyes, "Is there a way to pass the time?"
The system promptly replied, "There's a new game in the market right now called 'What in Hell is Bad.'"
"Could you please download that game on my phone?" you requested.
"Of course," the system obliged.
And that's how you spend the entire night staying up and playing that otome gacha game.
By the time you realized how much time had gone by it was already morning as the sunlight was shining thought your window.
"AH SHIT" you cursed as you put down your phone and ran to the bathroom to get fresh or at least try to..
In a comically anime-like fashion, you found yourself dashing down the street, a slice of bread clutched firmly between your teeth. As you made a dramatic turn around the corner, you were utterly unprepared for what awaited you.
Bam! You collided with a guy, who, much to your amusement, also had a slice of bread wedged between his lips. In that bizarre moment of carb-filled chaos, you both stared wide-eyed at each other, bread hanging precariously from your mouths, as if you'd just stumbled into a parallel universe where bread battles were the norm.
"Is this the part where he falls in love with me and get yandere obsessed with me?" You spoke to yourself out loud.
As you blurted out your unintentionally hilarious inner thoughts, the guy with the striking pink hair gave you the most bewildered look ever. Your cheeks turned a brilliant shade of red as you grasped the awkwardness of the situation.
"Did I really just say that out loud..?" you mumbled in embarrassment.
He nodded, still wide-eyed. "Yup, loud and clear."
"Ugh, this is so embarrassing!" you exclaimed, your face buried in your hands. But in a split second, your impending tardiness snapped you back to reality. "No time for this!" you declared, hastily apologizing, and dashed off, leaving behind a perplexed pink-haired stranger who now had a bizarre story to share with his friends.
"I GOT IN, IN TIME!" you yelled out of breath as you loudly swung the classroom door open, causing everyone to turn their heads and give you curious looks. But you couldn't care less about their stares, not after the mad dash you just made to get to school. You felt like an exhausted grandma, ready to collapse at any moment.
"Woa, what happened to you? Did you stay up all night playing games?" Yumiko teased as she leaned over your desk, poking your cheek playfully. You managed to muster a weak nod and replied, "Yes," your voice barely above a whisper.
But then her next words caught you off guard. She mentioned the specific game you had been playing, "Did you have fun playing 'Whb'?"
Your eyes snapped open, and you shot her a puzzled look. "How did you know I was playing 'whb'? I never mentioned it."
Yumiko seemed momentarily surprised by your reaction, but her expression quickly returned to normal. "Oh, you know how it is. You love otome games, and it just came out yesterday, so I took a guess."
You narrowed your eyes at her but decided not to press the matter further. Something about her response felt off, but you couldn't quite put your finger on it.
The teacher arrived, and the day continued as usual - or so you thought.
As the final bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, you gathered your belongings and prepared to head home. However, when you opened the classroom door, you were met with a baffling sight.
"Why the hell am I on the rooftop?" you muttered in disbelief, staring at the empty, sunlit rooftop space that certainly wasn't where you had expected to find yourself after class.
"Um system?" You tried to open the system but it won't open nor did it respond.
Growing increasingly anxious, you glanced around, realizing that this wasn't your school building at all. You looked down at the tall building below and noticed a sprawling cityscape filled with similarly towering structures.
Panic set in as you tried to make sense of your surroundings. How had you ended up on this rooftop, and where was your school? It was as if you had been transported to an entirely different place, and your heart raced with uncertainty about what lay ahead.
Your heart pounding in your chest, you took a deep breath and decided to figure a way out of this unusual situation. Turning away from the locked stairwell, you scanned the rooftop for any other possible exits.
To your dismay, the other stairwell doors were also locked tight, as if they hadn't been opened in years. It was becoming increasingly clear that you were trapped on this rooftop, and the unsettling feeling of isolation crept over you.
Frustration and fear gnawed at you, but you forced yourself to stay calm. As you surveyed the rooftop once more, your eyes landed on a peculiar sight - a bridge that connected the building you were on to another, similar structure. It seemed like your only way out.
Determined, you made your way towards the bridge, walking with cautious steps. The sunlight painted a golden path across the metal structure, and as you stepped onto it, the sound of your footsteps echoed in the eerie silence.
As you reached the midpoint of the bridge, you glanced around at the sprawling cityscape below. It was a strange and unfamiliar place, filled with towering buildings and no people.
As you cautiously made your way across the bridge, the cityscape below stretching out before you, a sudden loud bang echoed through the air. You froze in your tracks, heart pounding, as a bullet whizzed past, missing you by a mere inch.
The shock of the near miss sent shivers down your spine, and your instincts kicked into high gear. Panicked, you scanned the surroundings, trying to locate the source of the gunshot while desperately seeking cover. Your mind raced with questions, fear gripping you tightly.
Terror coursed through your veins as you sprinted with all your might, desperate to escape the perilous situation. The distant sound of another gunshot filled the air, but this time, it wasn't aimed at you.
A sharp crack split the silence as the bullet struck the rope supporting the bridge. Time seemed to slow as you watched in horror, realizing that your lifeline was now in jeopardy. The rope frayed and snapped under the force of the gunshot, sending shockwaves through the bridge.
With a terrified scream, you hurled yourself forward, summoning every ounce of strength to reach the other side before catastrophe could claim you. The bridge swayed wildly beneath your feet, as if the world itself conspired to toss you into the abyss below.
In a cruel twist of fate, you found yourself teetering on the edge, unable to hold on as the rope succumbed to the strain. Panic surged through you as you plummeted downward, thoughts racing in a whirlwind of fear. Was this to be your fate once more? Why you? What had you done to deserve this?
Just as despair began to grip your heart, a powerful hand seized you by the hips, arresting your fall. You dangled in mid-air, your life hanging in the balance, yet the grip was reassuring.
"Sorry, so sorry, the system sometimes acts up," a voice apologized, its familiarity striking a chord within you. Still trembling with fear, you mustered the courage to open your eyes.
Your feet soon touched solid ground, and you glanced up to see a man with dark raven hair and mesmerizing purple eyes. Confusion clouded your thoughts as you stammered, "Um, uh, who are you?"
He didn't respond with words; instead, he snapped his fingers, and in an instant, the entire surroundings changed. You found yourself back in the familiar confines of your room, as if the terrifying ordeal had never occurred.
"All right, you're safe and unharmed," the man assured you, his expression finally relaxed as he observed you for any signs of injury. To his evident relief, you appeared to be perfectly fine.
"Sorry, a virus had infiltrated the system, causing a glitch and transferring you to the 'Tenkuu Shinpan,'" he explained, rubbing the back of his neck in guilt.
"But to make up for it, here," he handed you a book, then inexplicably vanished into thin air.
Overwhelmed by the surreal experience, you collapsed to your knees on the floor, your heart racing. "What the heck just happened?" you muttered to yourself, the world around you spinning with confusion and disbelief.