Trial 1 – Nothing goes the way you want it to. [I]

&lt;p&gt;Have you ever thought about the fact that &quot;what if everything went the way you wanted?&quot; … I sure did.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;May 7th, 212.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Another drink on the house, miss!&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Righto~&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was visiting a bar, sipping a cold drink on their drinking section as I saw the bartender bring drinks to the other customers. How did it end up like this…?
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;November 18th, 210.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was the year 210th. The day was going by as usual. School work, club work, eat, sleep, repeat. That was my every day deal. But that day it was different.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Eiji, wake up.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Mhm…&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mom came to wake me up since my alarm broke. Well, I was the one who broke it anyways. I prepared myself and went down to eat breakfast and yeah…it was the usual gloomy atmosphere. My family situation is not great you can say. I sat down to eat the served bread and looked at dad who was reading a newspaper. He suddenly spoke up.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;What are you staring for? Eat quick and leave.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Yes.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And that is what happens always. I quickly ate my breakfast and as I was about to leave, my mom stopped me.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Eiji…&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Yes, mom?&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Uh…Take care, okay?&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That was the first time I really saw…the bruises on her body.
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Yo, Eiji.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Morning.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I entered my class which was on the 2nd floor of my school. My school wasn't that special either. I had to choose a cheap public school in the area due to my family's financial crisis, and I wasn't particularly a smart student either. I had necessary friends, and by necessary, I mean enough for socializing.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;You look pale. Something happened at home?&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Nothing new.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;You know what you really need to take it easy, Eiji. Come hang out with us today.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Nah, pass.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Ehh, come on, dude.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I ignored him and sat down on my sit near the window at the end of the class as the teacher came in. To be honest, I am not into beauty configurations but nevertheless, she was beautiful. Her name was Inai Anri, and she was gorgeous. She wore light makeup but it was enough to give her an adult yet erotic vibe. Wore a jean which made her thigh look very sexy and wore a shirt exposing her cleavage. Oh, not to mention, she had long hairs which fit her into the perfect adult lady role.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Sensei! You look beautiful as always!&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Stop it. We'll start our classes now.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And there goes our classes honkers. These type of normies are the reasons I hate coming to school. After a few minutes, the class ended and it was time for lunch when Inai-Sensei called me.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Fujima-kun, can you come to the teacher lounge after lunch?&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Sure.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think she is calling me for that otherwise teachers don't usually call me. I am that type of a background character. I quietly bring out my lunch from my bag and was about to head out when my friend called me.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Oi, Eiji, where you going?&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;My usual place.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Come hang out with us for once bro.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;…&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't respond to that and leave.
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I pack my lunch and stared at the vast never-ending blue sky. The reason I don't eat my lunch with my classmates is because I don't actually bring anything. It's always empty. Yes, during lunch I don't eat anything. I just come to the rooftop and stare at the sky to pass time. Sometimes I do exercise or sometimes I just take a nap. But it really is sad to see everyone enjoy their meal and laugh it out while I pass time like this. It doesn't matter to me anymore though. I got used to it.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But even if I am used to this feeling, there is a slight feeling of despondency in myself about my whole life. I wish I could make things go the way I want. Just at that moment, I saw something flashing in the sky. At first, I though my eyes were deceiving me and ignored it but then I saw multiple flashes and got a bit staggered.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Huh, what are you doing here, Fujima-kun?&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Hmm?&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I turn around to look at a girl from my class. Her name was Sakurano Misako. She was nicknamed as the most ditzy girl in our class. She had hip length long blonde hair and wore a light makeup as well giving her a cute persona. Her eyes were deep pinkish and very vibrant, definitely giving her that attractive reel. I noticed that her uniform was a bit cramped and thought she must have fallen off somewhere before coming here, sure is ditzy.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;I didn't expect anyone to be here now, there goes my smoking time.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;I heard that alright.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;SHIT!!!&quot; she shouted.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She smokes? That's news to me. I didn't expect a minor to smoke in the school campus much like a ditz herself. Well, not that it's any of my business.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Don't worry, I won't be selling you out.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;R-Really?&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Unless…&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I approached her slowly and looked straight into her as I braced myself to make my wording clearly hearable.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Give me a smoke too.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;…What!?&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know whether she was surprised or was it her ditzy nature but she sure was blushing and made a cute squeal.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;I think I made my statement clearly.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;I know…but why? I thought that minors can't smoke in school.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Then what are you doing?&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Ughhh! Fine!! But I have only one.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Then I'll take yours.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;What!!??&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I took the cigarette from her and lit it up and blew it. The smoke dissipated in the air as I offered the other one to her and she was blushing really hard. I don't know why was she blushing, it's only a cigarette. She and I had no connection, just only a secret to keep in exchange of a smoke that's all.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Y-You know this is an indirect kiss.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Couldn't hear you.&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;You sure did!!&quot;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She took the cigarette from me and blew it as we rested our body on rails and smoked away. Life really does suck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;What if the majestic world you were use to seeing turns into hell, the very next day?
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Monsters, Treachery, Natural Disasters, Chaos. There is madness everywhere you lay your eyes on.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A world turned from haven to imperilment. How will the people living in this purgatory get their judgement?
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Featured Character in the Cover: The Main Character - Fujima Eiji.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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