It was just another typical Saturday afternoon in Warakuma. The school half-day had come to an end, and as the students either left the school grounds or participated in some sort of club activity, one girl in particular remained by herself in the student council room. With a stack of forms lying before her, Akemi Yoshida was - strangely enough for someone like herself - lost in thought. Instead of approving new club applications, or organising several school events months in advance, she was instead pondering upon the nature of a strange dream she had recently.
It annoyed Akemi to be doing such a thing. After all, she had far too much work waiting to be wasting time on nonsensical images in her head. At the end of the day, a dream was just that. Nothing more to it. The reason it bugged her so much, though... well, she had no idea, really. What made it so different from any other dream she could manage to recall? Perhaps the strange clarity of it, but beyond that...
"...Idiot," she muttered quietly, glad that her fellow council members weren't present. The president truly had too much stuff to manage. And then there was the ever-present worry of... that cult or whatever.
Akemi had already noticed students she didn't recognise as being delinquents acting... strange. Thankfully, it was only a handful of students, but the new school term was only a week in, and every day, there was news of more and more young adults and children completely flipping their personality.
Well, as the Student Council President, it was her duty to protect the rest of the students, and convert the affected people back to reality. They may be stupid enough to believe that ruining their lives was beneficial, but it was her duty to show them otherwise!
Motivated by this new fire in her mind, Akemi clasped her fingers together and stretched her arms forward, the satisfying cracking sound of her fingers filling the empty room with momentary sound, before grabbing a pen from the table and glaring at the forms with a smirk. All she had to do was get this simple stuff finished before she left today. Then, she could arrange for some awareness capaigns and counselling for the affected students, starting Monday! Yes, this was her duty, after all!
It annoyed Akemi to be doing such a thing. After all, she had far too much work waiting to be wasting time on nonsensical images in her head. At the end of the day, a dream was just that. Nothing more to it. The reason it bugged her so much, though... well, she had no idea, really. What made it so different from any other dream she could manage to recall? Perhaps the strange clarity of it, but beyond that...
"...Idiot," she muttered quietly, glad that her fellow council members weren't present. The president truly had too much stuff to manage. And then there was the ever-present worry of... that cult or whatever.
Akemi had already noticed students she didn't recognise as being delinquents acting... strange. Thankfully, it was only a handful of students, but the new school term was only a week in, and every day, there was news of more and more young adults and children completely flipping their personality.
Well, as the Student Council President, it was her duty to protect the rest of the students, and convert the affected people back to reality. They may be stupid enough to believe that ruining their lives was beneficial, but it was her duty to show them otherwise!
Motivated by this new fire in her mind, Akemi clasped her fingers together and stretched her arms forward, the satisfying cracking sound of her fingers filling the empty room with momentary sound, before grabbing a pen from the table and glaring at the forms with a smirk. All she had to do was get this simple stuff finished before she left today. Then, she could arrange for some awareness capaigns and counselling for the affected students, starting Monday! Yes, this was her duty, after all!