This choice: I Don't Have Many Problems With This Choice • Go Back...Chapter #5The Daily Lives of (Unpopular) High School Boys by: Katagara   The ring of the final bell signaled the end of another school day at St. Chronica Academy. Students, released from their scholastic duties, flooded the halls as cliques of friends enthusiastically discussed what activity the afternoon would hold. Trying a new restaurant? Shopping? A trip to the batting cages? Karaoke? Each group sped off to their own devices, reveling in the bliss that was high school life. Truly, being a student was a magical thing.
If you had friends
Against the wave of his bright-eyed peers, Kodaka Hasegawa steadily made his way to the club that had served as his afterschool activity for the past few months. However, this club was unlike the bulk of others hosted by the academy. The paradoxically named Neighbor’s Club was concerned with neither a sport nor hobby, it did nothing to benefit the campus or student body, and, outside of the rare recruitment poster or participation in school festivals, seemed entirely cut-off from the rest of the world. Simply put, the Neighbor’s Club was an organization dedicated to making friends. Its members consisted of those that, for whatever reason, have found themselves utterly unable to make any friends on their own, with the ultimate goal being an adjustment to a life of having friends in preparation for the day that they had the real deal.
Kodaka was one such individual. Due to his naturally delinquent-like appearance and a series of unfortunate misunderstandings on his first day, he had been labeled a bully by his classmates, putting a permanent damper on his attempts to make friends at a new school. He had been pseudo-forced into co-founding the Neighbor’s Club with classmate and fellow outcast Yozora Mikazuki, and their numbers had grown to seven in the time since. Making his way through the entrance of the church that housed the clubroom, Kodaka steeled himself for another afternoon of whatever inane activity would come his way. Making friends was going to be a long and arduous process, but hopefully what he endured with the club would mold him into the kind of guy that people would want to hang out.
Opening the door to the clubroom revealed substantially less chaos than he would’ve expected given the time of day. Sena was in her normal spot, her attention fixed on the TV, Rika was reading, Yukimura was performing her maid duties, and Maria was taking a nap on the couch. ‘I guess Yozora and Kobato are running late’ Kodaka thought to himself, noting the absence of both the club’s leader and his younger sister. Given the circumstances, Yozora should be along sooner or later with something planned for the rest of the group.
The boy said his usual hellos to his clubmates and took a seat opposite Rika, accepting a cup of coffee from Yukimura before settling into some pleasant small-talk interspersed with occasional outburst from Sena over her VNs. Maybe this was what it meant to have friends?
Thudding footsteps and the high-pitched sound of his sister yelling turned his attention to the door, as…   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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