Okay, I know I should be writing more Damn that Guy! chapters, but a weird mixture of feels and inspiration hit, spawning this little story... Well. not that little.

I previously posted this story as 'I Have a Voice, you know!' but I decided against that title. Now, this story is called 'Those Mindnumbingly Boring Days'. It still follows canon, like how I'd planned, but It'll end after Chihiro's original conquest. I'll probably make a sequel, if I get the time and the motivation, where it'll continue on from there.

Honestly, one of the issues I have with myself is that I never finish any of my multi chapter fanfiction, so I decided to only start posting this as soon as I'm finished. As of last night, I finally finished this 30 Chapter monstrosity, so I'll post it up now, one chapter a day.

Now, just a warning... I really tried my hardest to keep Chihiro as close to her canon counterpart, but of course, there's also a whole lot which is up for interpretation, so I'll probably go off track. If you think I did it wrong, leave a comment for me and I'll try to fix it.

Now that the boring stuff is over, let's get back to the more boring stuff.

The whole world was blank, like a sheet of paper. As far as I could see, there wasn't anything in sight, other than my colourless self.

Still, there was some purpose I was here for. I was waiting for something…

I wonder what…

I snapped out of my strange daydream when a ball of paper ricocheted off my head and onto my desk. I quickly opened it.

'Introduce yourself, you idiot!' I quickly looked up, and the whole class and Nikaido-sensei were watching me. I quickly stood up.

" Uh… yeah… My name is Chihiro Kosaka. Pleased to meet you all."

I tried to think of something witty to add, but finding nothing, I sat back down. I really hated introductions on the first day of school, because I never had anything interesting to say at all. I wasn't in any clubs and my hobbies of reading magazines and looking at cute guys really wasn't something I could really mention in class. Though this was the first time I'd ever gone into a daze so early on in the day… It was weird.

Still, I don't think I cared much today. Usually, I'd try to make a good impression, but there weren't even any cute guys in my new class. They ranged between ugly to just passable, so I really didn't care what they thought.

On that note, I really hated my new seat. It was near the back, which wasn't too bad, but I was hoping to be by the window, so I could watch the other classes (and cute boys) while they have gym outside. It's too bad about that. Then again, being four seats away from the door has its own advantages...

"Katsuragi Keima…" Nikaido-sensei called, which broke through my thoughts. Whoever that student was seemed to have no intention of introducing themselves, but Sensei would not have that. She walked to him and put her hand on his shoulder, silently threatening him. I guess my seat is actually quite good, because he sits on my right just in front of me. If the teacher's gonna have a huge freak out, I have a really good seat to watch that.

I couldn't really see who this student was, but he obviously had a lot of guts, because he still didn't stand up and introduce himself. What happened after this really surprised me, because Nikaido-sensei literally lifted the boy up by his collar and dragged him to the front of the class. This was getting pretty good. I should've brought popcorn.

At the front of the class, Nikaido-sensei put him down and made him introduce himself.

"I'm Keima Katsuragi. Unless you're part of the 2D world, don't bother me." He said sullenly, not looking up from his gaming device. I was amused by his idiocy, but there's no way Nikaido-sensei would be. Her eyes look like they're twitching. She put out her hand in front of him and cleared her throat.

"Let me save at least," Katsuragi said in monotone. She seemingly allowed it, because he handed her the console a moment later and he walked smugly back, his hand unsubtly closed around something.

Seeing that he was seated quite close, I was looking just in time to see him pull out an identical console from his bag and put whatever was in his hands into the back. Wow, he's a real idiot. Just because he has an extra doesn't mean Sensei won't confiscate it. I grinned... I guess this seat isn't that bad at all. I get a first hand view of this guy getting his games taken away from him.

I wonder if being an otaku just makes you an idiot… Dad always seems to think so.

Introductions went through as they do every year, so I was bored silly. I was looking forward to class being over so then I could go to the convenience store and get some snacks.

I dunno… It's kinda sad that that's the most interesting thing in my life now… food…

Actually, my close friend, Ayumi is here. She was the one responsible for that note, after all. I looked at the note in my hands, with her slanted, but still neat handwriting and smiled. Even after all these years, she still looks out for me.

Last year, we weren't in the same class, but in middle school and elementary school, throwing notes was really a common thing for us. I grabbed a pen out of my bag.

'Thanks for that… I was bored out of my mind.

Even though I'm an idiot, I'm pretty sure that Katsuragi guy is worse; coz he brought out another game now.'

I hissed Ayumi's name and lopped a note over while Nikaido-sensei was writing on the board. Ayumi caught it easily.

She chucked it back a few seconds later.

'You don't kid. Apparently he's been doing that for ages. I guess he's called Otamega for a reason. I'm pretty sure he's gotten enough consoles confiscated that all the staff could play at once."

Now that I think about it, I wouldn't be surprised. If this guy plays so much that it got taken on the first day, there must be a whole collection of games in the staff room. What's up with Otamega though? That's the first time I've heard that nickname. Then again, I don't think I've met him yet, so that makes sense. I scribbled and chucked.

'Otamega? Sounds like some battery company. I wonder who thought that one up. Anyway, I wanna go to the convenience store after school. Do you want to come?'

I waited impatiently, tapping my nails on the desk. The sound was way too loud. It's probably time to file my nails down. Then I saw a ball land on my desk.

'I'm surprised you haven't heard of it. Apparently, Katsuragi got glasses in middle school, and since then, his nickname upgraded from Otaku to Otamega. He's been playing games from before middle school even. That sounds like fun, but they're starting F&T already so I'm going to have to pass. Sorry ;'('

It twinged a little bit. I wasn't in Ayumi's class last year, but I had tried out for Track and Field as well so I could hang out with her, but it was too much hard work and most of the other members beat me anyway, so it felt pointless. I wish I could endure as much as Ayumi can. I guess it's always been a bit of a sore point that Ayumi was so much more hardworking than me.

'Hee hee, you little do-gooder. It's fine. I don't mind. Still, could I get you a snack and bring it to you at F&T? My treat, coz you saved me from getting in trouble…'

I waited till Sensei had her back towards us before launching it to Ayumi. Luckily, Ayumi didn't look back, because I had no idea what my face looked like, but I knew it wouldn't be pleasant. I hated how easily my mood could change.

I tried to think happy thoughts of puppies and chocolate, and that worked. My souring mood went back up by the time the note was back in my hand.

'OOOOHHH! You'd do that? In that case, can you get me some chips? I've been needing some extra carbohydrates.'

Before I could reply yes, the note was snatched off my desk by an irritated looking Nikaido-sensei, so I counted my blessings that I didn't get detention and called it a day for note passing. I can always hang out with Ayumi after club.

I decided to pay attention to the board now, but as we were only getting briefed about the new year and who our teachers were, now seemed like a good time to zone out. For me, any time was a good time to zone out anyway.

Looking around the class, everyone seems kind of blah and normal. What stuck out like a sore thumb was probably the pink-haired girl who was sitting in the back. She seemed pretty cute, but she'd probably look better without the glasses.

Well, this year, I want to make more friends. It would be a good idea to hang out after school and introduce myself to some of the new faces.

After the Opening Ceremony, I was ecstatic to be out of that stuffy hall. Man, am I glad that it only happens once a year.

While I was walking out, someone greeted me. I'd seen her face before but I couldn't put a name to it.

"I'm sorry, do I know you? I know I've seen you before, but I don't remember your name," I said sheepishly. She laughed, not insulted at all.

"Yeah, I'm in your class this year, but I just transferred in from another school. My name is Hiroko Matsumiya. You're Kosaka-san, right?"

Oh, that explains a lot. I felt a little guilty for being so inattentive when everyone was introducing themselves.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that. I wasn't really paying attention today."

"I could tell. When you were introducing yourself, you sounded pretty bored," I laughed.

"Ever the attentive one, aren't you, Hiroko-san?"

We ended up joking with each other all the way to class, when that pink-haired girl came into my sight.

"You were paying attention during introductions, right? Do you know who that pink-haired girl is?"

She looked where I was indicating.

"Yes, her name is Kanon Nakagawa. She has a job, so she doesn't come to school often and her seat is at the back, where she can leave easily."

I was pretty shocked at how informed she was, considering she hasn't been here long. I should take a page from her book.

"Ne, Hiroko-san, I was planning on getting some steamed buns from the convenience store after school is over. Do you want to come?"

"That'd be great. I don't know much about the area, so I can at least learn about one place today."

"How about I make it worth your while by giving you a tour of the area as well?" Her eyes lit up.

"Seriously? That would be so convenient. I'd be very grateful."

For the last hour of school, they kept handing out textbooks. That Katsuragi guy got hit by every one we got. The poor guy probably lost a few brain cells because of that. Honestly, with seven textbooks ranging between the Kindle and the Bible in thickness, I'm sure some brain damage has occurred already. As if he wasn't kooky enough...

After school, Hiroko-san was waiting for me by the door. We walked out, happily chatting about the shops in Maijima while putting on our outdoor shoes, when we heard a loud crash of someone walking into the glass doors at the entrance of the school. We turned, concerned, then we noticed who it was… Otamega was on the floor, barely caring that he was on the ground, only focussed on his game. We started laughing. Serves him right...

"Oi, Otamega. If you lie down there all day, someone will step on you." He ignored us completely, refusing to get out of the way of the door. We ended up having to walk over him, but I mistakenly kicked him as I was passing, causing him to wince.

"I did warn you," I shrugged and walked over to where Hiroko-san was waiting.

I told her a bit about Maijima as we walked to the store. Inside, it was warm and smelled of cookies. I loved hanging out here, because it always smelled nice and they allowed you to read by the magazine rack, which we were doing now. We actually found out a little something extra… That pink-haired classmate, Kanon Nakagawa, was a teen idol. She was starting to gain popularity now too.

I was quite happy. It felt like I knew a celebrity.

After making a quick stopover at school to give Ayumi her chips, we went around the neighbourhood, from the Karaoke bar to the Akanemaru to Inazumart to the Train station, where you could go to Narusawa. She was quite impressed at how much there was to do. I accompanied her home after the tour.

"Say, can I have your cellphone number?" she asked, pulling her phone out. I got distracted by her phone charm, which was a cute little mouse toy, dressed up in a police outfit.

I've seen that character before, at some arcade. What was it again? Mousy… Mouse police… Mappo...

"Is that Mappy?" I asked, finally remembered the name. Before when I used to go to the arcade to play games, I used to see it every day.

"Yeah, it is. I spent my childhood addicted to this game. Now I just keep this to remind myself."

"I see. That's cute. So just pass me your phone and I'll write it in. I'll do the same."

I then made a new contact, Mappy-chan and passed my phone to her. She laughed when she saw the name but didn't change the name. She only wrote her number in.

We parted ways after that. Still, I enjoyed today. I decided to call her for the fun of it.

"Ne, Mappy-chan. I just wanted to tell you how nice it was to meet you."

"Likewise, Chiro-chan. Thanks for showing me around today."

"Chiro-chan?"

"Yep, if I get a nickname, so do you."

"Fair enough. I'll see you tomorrow, Mappy-chan."

"You too, Chiro-chan. Enjoy the rest of your day."

I was still giggling about that phone call when I got home.

Okay, I guess this would be the introduction chapter to this fanfiction. I'd say this is a pretty fair representation of how this story will go.

So if you don't like this, I'm sorry, but if you do, there's still a lot to come, so keep reading.

Actually, a lot is an understatement.

So, if you have anything to say or complain about, the review box is down there.