Chapiter 3

That morning I woke up far too lazy for one person, I hadn't even checked my messages yet, I hadn't even played or even studied. Fatigue was overwhelming me, even though I had spent the night well...

The time has gone by, so I have to take a shower now or else I'll have to go down to the school like that, and I hate that. Usually I take more time in the shower, time to think about my life and a lot of other things. But not today - too lazy.

After a short while I put on my uniform: the white short-sleeved shirt, the black trousers. I apply some deodorant. Finally, I end up putting on my white Stan Smith, with white socks of course, and it's square! After putting my charger on, I put it in the bag. I go down. Nobody is there, as agreed it will be up to me to close the house.

I then decide to go despite the gigantic laziness, but you know these days, don't you? Those days when you don't feel like anything, without knowing why, and you fall asleep at nine in the morning... It was one of those days. And as strange as it may be, I like that kind of day. I arrive quite early today despite my late awakening, sitting in my usual place, I take my headphones, stick them in my ears and close my eyes to fully appreciate the melody. I let myself be rocked by the sound and soon I start to drowsy. Nevertheless, I feel a strong pressure on my table, as if the day wasn't boring enough, someone wanted to piss me off. When I opened my eyes I really hoped to meet Shun's ugly face, but the author of this act is just a skinny blond guy with green eyes that doesn't matter. At first glance I already despise him. Because his smirk already gets me drunk. Who disturbs then smiles? He is a latent criminal, my word...

— What do you want from me? I ask quickly, since he had no intention of opening his mouth.

— Nothing... nothing... What about you? What are you doing in your corner doing nothing...?

What the hell? Who's asking that? I think I need to have a serious discussion with the author. It's unbelievable to hang shitty dialogues like that.

— Actually no, sorry to have bothered you. Me and my sister, he points to a girl at the other end of the room who is surrounded by students, she is his carbon copy, we are class reps and during our speech you were asleep, so I came to see if anything was wrong.

I sighed softly, but by the time I answered it the teacher came in. Story...three hours...good night!

The hours of class pass in calm, understanding and silence. For the others, because I was often not with them, I even had absences in the middle of class. Seriously, I have to consult. Before she leaves, she makes the twins get up - that I hadn't even noticed since the beginning of the classes. She probably calls us to introduce them to the class, in my opinion.

— This is Ayama and Yuki kiyomizu. Just like the maths teacher didn't do yesterday. I would like to inform you that the president of this class until next term is: Miss Yuki kiyomizu. And its Vice President is : Mr Ayama kiyomizu. As you can see for yourselves they are twins, they will be....

The rest of his speech is so boring that I will avoid it. Which doesn't really matter. The day is already boring enough to fill it with useless information.

As soon as Mrs Yoshita comes out. Mr Tanaka the English teacher. My eyes meet Shun's eyes which are full of dark circles, he must have been try-hard¹ all night on V.H.

Those two hours went by quite quickly. Since I rather like the language. When the professor leaves the place, my best friend is already waiting for me in front of the door, he must also have fangs like me. As I leave towards him, a little voice stops me saying:

— I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Riku-kun. Can you lend me your notes? From the English class. Said Yūhi in a light and soft voice. I hand her my notes without thinking too much, it's Yūhi; cute and friendly with everyone, she hardly speaks, we like her. It's a little strawberry cupcake...

With a smirk on my face, I give him my notes.

— Watch out. As surprising as it may be, I'm also studying, so you'll give them back to me at the end of class. I'll let her know.

She closes her eyes and smiles at me. Honestly, she's too kawaii.

I don't have time to admire her face, so I continue on my way. To the cafeteria. Everyone is at the table, some are smiling and others are... Sorry, but I have neither the time nor the desire to write an ordinary canteen in a high school. I have to feed myself. I take a bowl of meat ramen, a small drink and a dessert, a chocolate mousse that I took from the fridge this morningI spot a table where Shun, Emiko and Izuki are sitting. I go there, sit down, it talks about everything. But precisely about the new game that came out a fortnight ago, everyone is talking about nothing else, and we are no exception to the crowd.

— This weekend we are playing at whose house? Izuki asks with a bright smile.

— Not at my house! Hastily refusing Shun, last weekend Izuki and Izuki made more of a mess at his place than his dog.

— But don't take it like that, mate... it was nothing, tell your mother it's me and it's creamy! I suggest using a drug accent.

He'll shoot me with his eyes, which makes us all laugh.

At the end of the break we split up; unfortunately Izuki has been put in the same room as my buddy's cousin, goodbye to our deliriums during the philosophy class. Yet another boring class, without my buddy's delirium.

***

Outside Izuki and Izuki play a few games while waiting for the two cousins, as they are members of clubs and we are not, so we have to wait patiently for them in the café in front of the school.

— So how has it been since you joined?

— It's cool, especially for me who loves irl compacts.

At this moment, Izuki tells me about a company created for mobile players, this start-up aims to bring together several players in order to organise LANs, tournaments... on a national or global scale - since it was born in the USA. In partnership with several game developers, they have certain privileges and advantages that they benefit from. They have facilities in almost every city. This is where Megumi had taken me, in these facilities several players compare their levels while remaining anonymous if you want, but for many others who come to improve, or to have knowledge in case of quad or duo tournaments. I am part of it as a member.

— There will be something in not long, either on the lookout.

— Quiet...

— And you don't know what.

— Go ahead and tell me.

— I found out that V.H. was their baby, and that the game uses the old servers occupied by Fantasy World. And on the forum it goes wrong, that it was the hackers from a year ago who developed this game. So be careful protecting your data.

— Don't worry, I bought a vpn subscription for this, I don't want it to happen again.

She smiles, we keep chatting for half an hour before being joined by the others. In the meantime, Yūhi had given me back my notebook as agreed, I was surprised to see that she too was in a club.

The four of us went home. But none of us talked about the classes... What students...