Cast:
Zetsumei Raito
Prologue
The sun gently hovers over the horizon, casting long, lazy shadows down the neighborhood. Inside, a body lazily stirs in a entanglement of bedsheets. He is known as Zetsumei Raito.
The body sluggishly pulled himself upright. A quiet murmur escaped as he blindly fumbled around to shut off his blaring alarm clock. He slowly dragged himself out of bed, only to collapse onto the floor in a mess. Sprawled on the floor, Zetsumei moaned lazily.
"Man was not made to wake up at 6 in the morning." he whined. He shuffled over to his closet and grabbed whatever was sitting on the shelf, and began to dress himself. Today was the big day, but Zetsumei couldn't think about anything but getting more sleep. He shuffled his feet all the way to the kitchen, opening his fridge and searching inside for edible contents. Whatever the big day was, he couldn't even remember what it was at this point. He pulled out a glass and a carton of milk, and began pouring the milk into the glass as he took a big yawn. A lot of the milk simply splashed onto the floor.
"I don't think I'm going to survive the day" he said flatly.
10 A.M, and Zetsumei has finally woken up. He walked back into his room and began changing.
"Today's the big day. Today, I start my service as an enlisted soldier in the military!" he said proudly to himself. "I'm talking to myself. Hmmm, what a strange habit."
He laced his boots and pulled his camouflage jacket over his torso. He admired himself in the mirror, thinking how great he looked in uniform. He hoisted his bag up onto his shoulder and walked out the door, the bright sunny sky almost blinding him. The bag sagged heavily on his shoulder as he took slow strides down his neighborhood. A bus stopped in front of him, marked "MILITARY TRANSPORT". A creak came from the steps as he boarded, and he sat down as the bus slowly started to grind into motion. Looking out the window, his neighborhood, memories and childhood seemed to fade away.
