April, 1985
After the orange-haired girl and I parted ways, I left for class. School today, like every other day, was boring and devoid of life.
After hell on Earth ended, I went home for a change of clothes, and then set off for my torture victim, Youhei Sunohara's, dorm. As I walked down the dorm hallways, I hear a commotion. My suspicions are confirmed when I round the corner and see Sunohara getting beat up by the rugby team…again.
"For the love of crap, please stop playing that god-awful hip-hop music!" One of the rugby players yelled as he body-slammed Sunohara. I attempted to remain inconspicuous, but Sunohara raised his blond-haired head and saw me.
"T-Tomoya! Please save me!" he screeched.
I wave my hand in a dismissive gesture. "Nah, you probably deserve it."
"Traitor!" the blond-haired wonder screamed as he was crushed by the rugby team's dog pile.
A few moments later, I hear a woman groan. I look over and see the dorm mother, Misae, rush down flailing a pipe around.
"Alright, party's over. Everyone disperse." she yelled. All the rugby players suddenly squealed in terror and ducked into their respective dorms.
"Misae! My savior!" Sunohara cried out in joy as he began to hug Misae's leg. I can't help but feel sorry for her.
"Off my leg, maggot." Misae commanded, kicking Sunohara into the nearest wall and then disappearing to, most likely, bust fights somewhere else.
Sunohara and I then walk into his room, the most vile pigsty I could ever imagine. I pick up the nearest manga book and begin to read it, but Sunohara had other plans.
"Hey, Tomoya! I heard that there's a new girl in class 3-D. And she's really cute!"
I give him a suspicious look. "What about it?" I ask.
Sunohara's face suddenly grew a perverted smile. "Tomorrow…" a "dramatic" pause, "I'm going to ask her to be my GIRLFRIEND!"
Silence
SLAM!
Sunohara flies backwards from the impact of my punch. "What the hell was that for." he yells.
"Sorry, I was trying to sober you up. What makes you think she would go out with you?" I reply.
A sly grin breaks out across Sunohara's face. "That's an easy question. For my charming good looks."
Another silence
BAM!
This time I kick Sunohara into the wall behind him.
The Next Day
I sigh as Sunohara leads us towards Class 3-D. The rejection had better be good, this was the only reason I woke up early today.
"There's the cute girl, now." Sunohara says as he points her out.
I take one look at the girl, and laugh out loud at life's sense of humor. The cute girl Sunohara was pointing to was also the orange-haired girl I walked to school with yesterday.
She saw us approaching, and her face lit up with joy as she recognized me. She ran down the hallway to greet me, with a cute smile on her face.
"Hello, again. How are you doing today, today?" she said, with her innocently cute smile still on her face.
"Yo." I reply. "Nice to see you again…" I pause.
"Rena. My name's Rena Ryuugu. Can you tell me your name?"
I remain silent for a moment. Do I really want to give my name to some stranger? "Tomoya Okazaki." I finally reply.
Sunohara's face distorts into an annoyed/surprised look. "What! Tomoya, why didn't you tell me you already knew this girl?" he yells.
I groan. "Idiot. You weren't very descriptive when you told me about her, so how could I have known it was Rena."
Sunohara continues to babble, but I just tune him out. I sigh. This is going to be long day.
The Multiverse: Unspecified Time
Bernkastel gazed melancholically out at the shards that made up each separate world. She had been extremely bored since the last game, a brilliant standoff between Battler Ushiromiya and the Golden Witch Beatrice, and yearned desperately for something new to occur.
Suddenly, a drifting shard peaked Bern's interest. She observed it closely, and smiled faintly. Yes, this shard would be perfect for a new game.
Bern summoned a chair and sat in it, pondering as to whom the players would be.