A long time ago, in a middle school far far away…

"Ahh, I'm so late. I'm so late. I'm so late." These panicked and quite mumbles echoed through an empty, sunlit school corridor as a young girl hastily made her way towards the classroom. "I really hope they'd let me join."

She got to the door and stopped. After straightening her uniform and pushing a stray strand of hair out of her face she knocked on the door. There was no reply. She tried again but there still no reply. Pushing open the door, she stepped into the room. Inside was an open door leading to what appeared to be a large storage closet two racks of bright, colourful costumes and in the centre was a boy sat at a desk, facing away from her. The only sound was the soft noise of pencil on paper and the sound of a low breeze entering the room from an open window. The girl coughed to clear her throat.

"Excuse me?" she asked quietly. The boy turned around to face her. He had dark green eyes, glasses with a very serious expression.

"Yes? Can I help you with something?" he asked. The girl froze for a moment.

"Uhmmm….is this the drama club room?" she asked. The boy nodded.

"Yes."

"I'm here to join the club." she replied.

"Do you have an application form?" he asked.

"An application...oh oh...yes….here." the girl said fumbling around in her pockets before pulling out a folded up piece of paper. "Here. My application." She leant forward to give him the paper. He took it from her and looked over it.

"Mayu Suzumoto..." he said nodding slowly.

"That's me." said Suzumoto smiling but it had no effect on the boy.
"Hmmm…" was his only response. He swirled his chair around back to the desk and placed the application on a pile of other papers.

The room went quiet again with only the sound of the wind and the boys pencil. Suzumoto stood there for a few moments, not quite sure what to do.

"Excuse me…" she said. The boy sighed and turned around, cleary starting to get agitated.
"Yes? What is it?" he asked.
"Should I sit down?" she asked.

"Yes. Take a chair from the closet and sit in the corner." Suzumoto did as he said and took a seat in the corner of the room. After a couples of minutes she spoke up.

"So what's your name?" she asked.

"Sakutaro Morishige." the boy replied not looking up from his paperwork.

"It's nice to meet you Morishige." she said quietly. The sound of writing stopped abruptly and the room was plunged into complete silence.

"It's uhm…..nice to meet you too Suzumoto." the boy said softly. The sternness in his voice had gone. Suzumoto felt something strange in her stomach but it quickly passed and Morishige went back to writing. She watched him work. After a bit, he stood up and stretched.

"Excuse me a minute…" he mumbled, placing his pencil behind his ear and walking over to the storage closet. After he disappeared from view, Suzumoto noted how tall he was. In fact, with his dark green eyes and height, she thought he was even bordering on handsome. There was a sudden crash and a groan from inside the storage closet. She jumped up out of her chair.

"Are you okay?" she asked loudly, a little concerned.

"I'm okay." replied Morishige. But she gasped as he reappeared from behind the door. He had a fairly large cut on his head and blood trickled down his head.

"You're not okay!" she shouted running up to him. He looked down at her worried face.

"I'm fine. It looks worse than it is."

"No." she said sternly, surprisingly Morishige and even herself a little. "You need some first aid. I'll be back in a moment."

She returned a minute later with a first aid kit. She sat Morishige down on his chair and took out a bandage and some saline.

"Ow." moaned Morishige as she applied the solution. "That stings."

"Don't be such a baby." she said smiling. A tinge of red appeared on his cheeks and he looked down at the ground. After cleaning up the blood, she leant forward to apply the bandage but Morishige looked back up at the exact same point. The two were inches away from each others face. No one moved. She stared into his eyes. Feeling her cheeks grow a little hot she looked away to focus on the bandage and he looked away as well. She finished tying it and stood back up. Morishige gently felt the bandage on his face.

"Th-thanks." he said nervously.

"Don't worry about it." she replied. He got up to clean up the mess from the storage closet but she put a hand on his shoulder and gently pushed him back into his seat.

"You stay there." she said. "I'll sort that out."

"No...I couldn't ask…." he began

"I said stay." she said forcefully. For the first time she saw him smile.

"Yes Doctor." he said, jokingly. She smiled back at him and went to clean up the storage closet.

"So what brings you to the drama club?" he asked.

"I love writing scripts!" came a loud reply from the closet. He nodded but didn't say anything. Suzumoto appeared a few minutes later from the closet.

"Done." she said.

"Thank you very much." said Morishige. "But I really could have handled that." She put her hands on her hips in the classic 'angry wife stance'.

"Now now Morishige. We can't have you risking further injury."

"Well I guess you're right." he said smiling. He glanced at the clock. "I think we can call it a day." They gathered up their things and left the clubroom and walked through the quiet, sunlit school corridor.

Suzumoto was the first to say something.

"You can call me Mayu...if you like." she said smiling. "Can I call you Sakutaro?"

"No." replied Morishige. She internally kicked herself.

"Oh I'm so sorry." she said. "I didn't mean to be rude." Everything was going so well and now she'd ruined it.

"Oh no don't worry." he said quickly, trying to apologise. "You're not rude. It's just I don't like the name Sakutaro. I think it's very old fashioned."

"Well, can I give you a nickname?" she asked.

"Sure." he replied.

"Hmmmm…" she said thinking for a moment. "How about…..Shig."

Morishige stopped walking suddenly and she did the same. He looked down at her and gave her a warm genuine smile. "Hello Mayu. It's nice to meet you." She beamed back up at him.

"It's nice to meet you too, Shig."

A/N: Well it's been almost six months since I last posted something but it feels good to be back. I felt like getting back into the swing of writing fanfiction again so I thought that the best place to restart was the place I originally started almost a year ago; Corpse Party. If you've enjoyed reading this then feel free to follow and favorite so you can keep up to date with upcoming chapters. Thank you so much for reading, goodnight.