[Tomorrow I will be transferring over to Sobu Highschool! I'm so excited that I can't sleep early! I will finally reunite with my childhood sweetheart! I have changed from the passing years but I really hope that he still recognizes me! Heh heh.]
I stared at the the floating message box in front of me, feeling anger swell up inside me.
It was ten in the evening and I was sleeping after a particularly tiring day. A day where I spent most of the time speaking to my school teachers and and new school staffs about my transferring in the middle of the semester. As a bonifide loner, one might have guess how stressful it was for me. And now when I'm in the middle of sweet sleep, this thing appears and wakes me from my much needed rest.
And what are those pile of lies? I haven't seen so much trash in a sentence before!
I won't be transferring so I could meet a childhood sweetheart. I will be transferring because this damn thing won't let me sleep and focus until I obey! I'm not excited. Not when I'm about to move to a new school and meet new people. Not at all. Lastly, have I mentioned that I'm a loner? Thus, such things as childhood friends are impossible to me, much less a childhood sweetheart!
I closed my eyes shut, wishing that the beeping sound of the message box would go away.
Just what the heck is happening?
You must think I'm crazy, and maybe you're right. Seeing floating words in front of you might be considered as the start of insanity. If that is the case, then I am definitely insane. I have been bearing this burden for a month, and maybe I have reached my limit.
But I would still like to say, I am not insane.
[Fufu! This will be my new start! I will make lot of friends and reunite with my childhood sweetheart! Ah, truly tomorrow would be the greatest day of my youth!]
I cringed as I read the words displayed. This is so unlike me at all! Who in the world made this crap? Can't they at least portray me in a way that won't make me a stupid schoolgirl with high optimism (delusion)?! Also, who would make friends? I have gone for seventeen years without one and I'm planning to do so now! What the heck is up with this airhead character?!
Groaning from the thought of what I have to do tomorrow, I rolled from the uncomfortable apartment bed.
Please, somebody. Destroy this thing!
Ahhh! Why is this happening to me? I'm pretty sure I've never earned the ire of anyone - barring the entire school population - for them to do this to me!
Is this a curse? Yep, this is definitely a curse. Am I cursed to live like this forever? Controlled by an airheaded supernatural force?
Get a grip on yourself! I slapped myself, washing away the remnants of sleep. I won't lose to this piece of crap! I beat all three Darksouls, like hell I would led a shitty game bring me down!
No, I'm not crazy.
My life just turned to a dating sim, that's all.
[Just you wait Hachiman! We'll see each other soon!]
I grit my teeth and forced a smile.
Hachiman, huh?
I'm going to punch that bastard!