It's okay, that's normal! Don't worry! Everyone gets lost and loses their memories when they first get here. Well, except for their names...and a few other things...but still, don't worry!
*nearly sprinting towards the woods* That angelic high-pitched voice sounded like it was coming from the woods... I wonder if it was too late and someone else found her. Bastard, stealing the spotlight!! But wait, come on, why am I feeling this protective anyway? There's no two ways about it, I'm running to meet yet another stranger on this island... But still.
That was one of the cutest voices I've ever heard.
Wait-- There she is!
Um... Excuse me, but can I help you with anything?
Actually... a kind boy named Trunks told me that there was a place that offered free rooms, but I can't seem to find it.. Would you be able to help me?
Trunks! Sounds like an overly-suspicious name to me. The bastard, leaving her all on her own to find a place to rest her adorable head--
Oh-- Yeah, that'd be the apartments. It's all right, I was really confused too, when I first arrived here.
Sure, it's no problem, I'll show you there. They're this way. *happy polite smile as he gestures for her to follow him*
What the-- She's wearing the same uniform as girl-Haruhi! *is now staring dumb-founded at the emblem on Mikuru's lapel, hand still outstretched mid-gesture*
Mikuru? What a beautiful name. Now, let's clear up the situation a little.
You've had your memories stolen by mysterious, unknown forces and are being forced to live in a barely-functional community filled with insane superhuman beings that could kill you in a second. Sometimes random, horrible things happen outside of our control, occasionally even going as far as to rob us of our free will, or our very identities.
I'm your new social studies teacher, Nozomu Itoshiki.
S-Stolen memories? S-Superhumans that can k-k-kill m-me? B-But.. that sounds impossible... I think it does. But I can't remember... M-Maybe it is possible..? If a teacher says it is...
I-Is that really what this place is like.. M-Mr. Itoshiki?
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Hey! You all right!
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Um...where are you?
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I'm with a very nice person named Trunks.
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That was one of the cutest voices I've ever heard.
Wait-- There she is!
Um... Excuse me, but can I help you with anything?
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Actually... a kind boy named Trunks told me that there was a place that offered free rooms, but I can't seem to find it.. Would you be able to help me?
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Oh-- Yeah, that'd be the apartments. It's all right, I was really confused too, when I first arrived here.
Sure, it's no problem, I'll show you there. They're this way. *happy polite smile as he gestures for her to follow him*
What the-- She's wearing the same uniform as girl-Haruhi! *is now staring dumb-founded at the emblem on Mikuru's lapel, hand still outstretched mid-gesture*
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*takes a few steps before stopping and looking at Kyon's dumbfounded face* I-Is there something wrong?
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You've had your memories stolen by mysterious, unknown forces and are being forced to live in a barely-functional community filled with insane superhuman beings that could kill you in a second. Sometimes random, horrible things happen outside of our control, occasionally even going as far as to rob us of our free will, or our very identities.
I'm your new social studies teacher, Nozomu Itoshiki.
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I-Is that really what this place is like.. M-Mr. Itoshiki?
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