Opening her eyes, she blinks at the scene before her, realizing that she had already arrived in school. Somehow, it felt like she had arrived twice as early today.
She looks up at the sky, clear and cloudless, before her pupils direct toward her tiny wristwatch, the time being 7.30am. However, everything that happened before she got to school seemed hazy in her mind.
It was then that she was seized by a massive headache, followed by a wave of nausea that came with it. Clutching her head, she tries her best not to puke out the breakfast she had this morning before she left.
Now that she thought about it, what did she eat for breakfast this morning? In fact, what season was it? How did she wind up here anyway? All these questions left the girl severely confused, and the headache didn't seem to be subsiding anytime soon, buzzing like an alarm going off in her head.
Just the process of thinking at the moment could possibly make her faint and wind up back in bed again. It almost felt as if she had been embracing a rush of useless information for the past few days.
Taking in her surroundings, she sees the everyday hustle and bustle of the students as they pass the school gate, but not before they've been thoroughly checked by the student council. Indeed, nothing had changed. Everything was the same.
Her eyes land on a particular male with a black council uniform, seemingly appearing to be scolding a fellow student that he had just checked. Who was this man again?
As soon as the question came, so was the answer. That's right. This man's name is Issei Ryuudo. Walking forward, the girl tries to ignore the pain from the headache as her feet carry her towards Issei.
Upon noticing her presence, Issei pushes through the crowd greets her with a rather stiff smile. "Ah, good morning! Lovely weather we're having today, don't you think?" She blinks in response, not feeling the need to respond to him.
"Hmm? Why do you look so surprised? We announced at last week's assembly that this month the student council would strictly follow the school rules." Did she look surprised? The girl didn't know. All she knew was that her headache was worsening with each passing minute.
Issei continues to run through the spiel, as if this was the first time he had ever disclosed such information. She already knows what's going to happen, because it's happened more than once, because it's happened before.
Biting on her bottom lip, the girl clenches her fists. The headache was starting to make her dizzy that it's almost as if she's being forcibly logged out of her consciousness.
"First, let me check your student ID. I shouldn't need to remind you, but it should be on you at all times." Searching her pockets, the girl hands Issei her student ID with a grunt of displeasure. Everything was starting to seem so obvious now.
Issei hands her back her student ID, his expression almost unreadable at this point. "Great! There's no telling when an emergency might occur, and it will be helpful to have your student ID with you."
Somehow, the girl now knew that the nausea she felt earlier had nothing to do with what she ate this morning; she felt nauseous of the world around her. Everything was repeating itself over and over again, and that was making her sick.
"Now for the uniform inspection. Collar...check! Skirt hem...check! And your socks...check!" The girl doesn't even wait for Issei to finish before she pushes him out of the way roughly and continues to brisk-walk towards the school building. She wants this repetition to stop.
"Next is the contents of your bag. Notebooks, textbooks, pencilbox. Not even a whiff of contraband. Your nails are evenly cut, and your hairstyle is sensible. Indeed, quite remarkable. You're a model Tsukumihara Academy student." The girl could still hear Issei go on loudly like nothing fazes him, despite no one facing him.
The headache continues to remain, and the girl clutches her head with a frown as her body begins to shiver. All she's certain now is that this was not the school she knows of, and that she has to hurry and wake up before it's too late.
Making her way to the shoe lockers, she barely manages to change her shoes before she walks down the hallway filled with bland office-like walls, taking the staircase to her classroom.
It was then that she almost bumped into someone. Looking up, she sees a familiar woman with dark-brown hair in pigtails and sea-blue eyes wearing a skintight scarlet turtleneck and miniskirt with thigh high stockings. If she remembers right, this woman was Rin Tohsaka who had just transferred less than two weeks ago.
The woman stares back at her, frowning as if to say 'What's your problem?'. Blinking, the girl bows in apology before she continues to trod her way up the stairs, with the blue-eyed female watching her from behind.
The girl manages to make it up the last step before she hears a giggle. Turning her head, she sees a little girl in braids wearing a baby-blue dress with a frilly poofy skirt staring at her. Somehow, her stare alone was enough to irk her as the tiny girl waves at her shortly with a smile before skipping down the hall and disappearing.
She remains still, her mouth opening and closing in shock as she takes a moment to justify what had just occurred. Rubbing her eyes, she decides to leave the matter for later as she throws her bag over her shoulder and scurries towards her classroom.