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Nearly a year had passed since Neko Fukuta joined Mori Mori Academy. While she was currently back home resting for a while, she couldn’t get her mind off of school.
Neko was enrolled in a school for magical animals. A school where those animals learn to become human. She wasn’t supposed to really be there, but quite a few events lead to her enrolling and staying. She’d thought once in a while about maybe going to a real high school, but those thoughts left as quickly as they came. Even if any diploma she gets from Mori Mori is a bit strange, she would appreciate it just the same. Plus, she would never want to leave her friends there. And there’s always a chance that-
Neko was abruptly woken from her sleep and was greeted with a face full of alarm clock. She groaned as she picked it up and set it back on the table beside her. She rubbed her forehead and checked the time. Like how clocks are supposed to be used. It was 9:46 am. She could still sleep for a few more minutes… then she remembered that today was the day she went back. She had arranged to stay at home for a few days so that her parents wouldn’t worry. She groggily sat up in bed, and tried to wake up to the best of her ability. It didn’t work too well though.
“I was supposed to get up early today…” she mumbled while heading to the kitchen.
Her mother was already up and making her ways around the house doing various things. Her brother was in the living room watching TV, and her father was presumably at work. Neko yawned as she made toast. She rustled around in the fridge for jam, and her mother came up to her.
“Neko, today’s the day you’re going back right?” She asked.
“Yeah, it’ll still be a while before I leave though,” she replied. Her toast popped out of the toaster, startling her slightly.
As Neko ate her breakfast, her mind kept running throughout all the possibilities of the new school year. Her mind ran through how she’d meet new friends, have underclassmen, wake up to such a beautiful sky each morning. It ran through the foods she’d eat, the sights she’d see. And as a certain thought popped into her head, she set her toast down and sighed. She wondered if she’d ever see him again. It bugged her more than she’d like to admit.
Neko was busy packing her bags when her phone vibrated. She heaved her bag over her shoulders and checked her phone. It was a text from a middle school friend. She smiled bitterly.
“Good luck at school! I know today’s your first day back,” it read. She texted back a quick ‘thank you’ and set her phone in her pocket. She looked around her room. It was still only 10:30am, but she had a long train ride ahead of her. She stood there silently for a moment, taking in her surroundings. She felt like she was submerged in the ocean, a deep and calming feeling. But something was itching her, telling her she needed to stay. Was it homesickness? Was it anxiety? Her uneasiness kept calling to her, right up until the moment she stepped out the door.