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I end up standing in front of the main building and the auxiliary building, although to my eyes, they still look one and the same.


It's the first real look I get at the other students, so I watch people coming out of the school, going towards the gate or the dorms.
"I end up standing in front of the main building and the auxiliary building, although to my eyes, they still look one and the same."


Everyone seems to know where they are going.
"It's the first real look I get at the other students, so I watch people coming out of the school, going towards the gate or the dorms."


And I still keep thinking that most of them don't look too special for being students at a special school. Then again, neither do I.
"Everyone seems to know where they are going."


Does that make me one of them? One of us?
"And I still keep thinking that most of them don't look too special for being students at a special school. Then again, neither do I."


...
"Does that make me one of them?{w} One of us?"


I should go somewhere too, to prevent me from getting lost.
"..."


It's around dinnertime, but I feel tired instead of hungry.
"I should go somewhere too, to prevent me from getting lost."


The weariness in me only grows as I trudge towards the dorms, set a little way apart from the main building complex.
"It's around dinnertime, but I feel tired instead of hungry."


There is a garden of sorts between the school and the dorms; shrubbery, flowers, and that overbearing smell of fresh cut grass that fills the atmosphere.
"The weariness in me only grows as I trudge towards the dorms, set a little way apart from the main building complex."


It dawns on my tired mind that the smell feels novel because I haven't been outside at all for so long.
scene bg school_gardens
with locationchange


The dorm building is big and made of red brick. Like the others, it feels way too pompous for what it is, so I push forward, going inside.
"There is a garden of sorts between the school and the dorms; shrubbery, flowers and that overbearing smell of fresh cut grass that fills the atmosphere."


It takes more time than necessary to fish out the key I was given from my pocket.
"It dawns on my tired mind that the smell feels novel because I haven't been outside at all for so long."


[[Hisao Nakai|Hisao]]
scene bg school_dormext_start at bgleft
"Room one-one-nine..."
with locationchange


Despite the ornate exterior, the inside of the dorm is fairly new, functional, and boring.
"The dorm building is big and made of red brick. Like the others, it feels way too pompous for what it is, so I push forward, going inside."


Just like in the main building, the halls and doors are wide to accommodate wheelchairs. The same goes for the elevators and the ends of the hallways.
scene bg school_dormhallground
with locationchange


I poke my head around the corner of the common room door.
"It takes more time than necessary to fish out the key I was given from my pocket."


Inside a few students are watching the television.
Hisao: "Room one-one-nine..."


One nods and gives a quick "hello" before turning back to the TV.
"Despite the ornate exterior, the inside of the dorm is fairly new, functional, and boring."


Seems that only the girls around here are sociable. I suppose that's perfectly fine with me.
"Just like in the main building, the halls and doors are wide to accommodate wheelchairs. The same goes for the elevators at the ends of the hallways."


I climb the stairs to the upper floor.
"I poke my head around the corner of the common room door."


Here, small corridors branch off from the main hallway.
"Inside a few students are watching the television."


Each of these minor halls seems to have a toilet and shower, as well as four rooms.
"One nods and gives a quick “hello” before turning back to the TV."


About halfway down the hall, I spy room 119.
"Seems that only the girls around here are sociable. I suppose that's perfectly fine with me."


The name plates on the rooms adjacent to mine are blank. I guess there are just two of us here.
"I climb the stairs to the upper floor."


Light shines from below the door of room 117, so I knock lightly.
scene bg school_dormhallway
with locationchange


Hisao
"Here, small corridors branch off from the main hallway."
"Hello, is anyone home?"


From inside, I hear a few movements, then the clicking of way more locks than I thought these doors had. After a moment the door squeaks open.
"Each of these minor halls seems to have a toilet and shower, as well as four rooms."


A bespectacled boy is standing in the doorway. He is looking at me very intently through his extremely thick eyeglasses.
"About halfway down the hall, I spy room 119."


Bespectacled hallmate
"The name plates on the rooms adjacent to mine are blank. I guess there are just two of us here."
"Who is it?"


Blind? No, at least not completely, why would he have eyeglasses if he was?
play sound sfx_doorknock2
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He leans closer to me until our noses are almost touching. His breath stinks of garlic.
"Light shines from below the door of room 117, so I knock lightly."


Hisao
Hisao: "Hello, is anyone home?"
"Hisao Nakai... I'm moving into the next room. I thought I should introduce my..."


His face suddenly brightens in realization, and he stands back upright, thrusting his hand out in a smiling greeting, almost straight to my diaphragm.
"From inside, I hear a few movements, then the clicking of way more locks than I thought these doors had. After a moment the door squeaks open."


Bespectacled hallmate
show kenji tsun at Slide(0.4,0.5,0.5,0.5,0.5)
"Oh, 'sup dude? The name's [[Kenji Setou|Kenji]]."
with charaenter


Hisao
play music music_kenji fadein 0.5
"Ah, hi."


I take Kenji's sweaty hand and shake it, still a little rattled by the sudden change of attitude and vehement welcome.
"A bespectacled boy is standing in the doorway. He is looking at me very intently through his extremely thick eyeglasses."


Kenji
ke_ "Who is it?"
"There were some suspicious-looking people going in and out of your room earlier."


Hisao
"Blind? No, at least not completely, why would he have eyeglasses if he was?"
"It was probably my parents."


Kenji
show kenji tsun_close at center
"Your parents? You sure? 'Cause they could've been some other people, too. You can't judge a book by its cover."
with characlose


His out-of-place proverb is left hanging between us awkwardly as I try to think of some way to respond.
"He leans closer to me until our noses are almost touching. His breath stinks of garlic."


Hisao
Hisao: "Hisao Nakai... I'm moving into the next room. I thought I should introduce my..."
"I'd say the chances are high enough."


He shudders and makes some exaggerated hand gestures.
show kenji happy
with charadistant


Kenji
"His face suddenly brightens in realization, and he stands back upright, thrusting his hand out in a smiling greeting, almost straight to my diaphragm."
"You're a brave man, Hisao."


Kenji
ke_ "Oh, 'sup dude? The name's Kenji."
"Me, I don't think I could trust the chances."


Kenji
Hisao: "Ah, Hisao:."
"The only one I trust is myself."


Hisao
"I take Kenji's sweaty hand and shake it, still a little rattled by the sudden change of attitude and vehement welcome."
"Does that mean I shouldn't get to know you, either?"


He thinks about this for a while.
Kenji: "There were some suspicious-looking people going in and out of your room earlier."


Kenji
Hisao: "It was probably my parents."
"A wise decision."


Kenji
show kenji tsun
"Damn, you are smarter than you look."


Kenji
"Probably."


Kenji
Kenji: "Your parents? You sure? 'Cause they could've been some other people, too. You can't judge a book by its cover."
"What do you look like? I hope not smart."


He squints his eyes and leans closer again, but I lean backwards to dodge it.
"His out-of-place proverb is left hanging between us awkwardly as I try to think of some way to respond."


Kenji
Hisao: "I'd say the chances are high enough."
"Never mind, it doesn't matter."
"He shudders and makes some exaggerated hand gestures."


With that, he turns, fumbles around for a moment in search of the door handle, and shuts the door behind him.
show kenji neutral


I slide the key into the lock of the door marked 119.


Bleak beige walls, white linen, a desk made of some type of light wood. Ugly curtains.
Kenji: "You're a brave man, Hisao."


It's no one's room; impersonal, like my hospital room was.
show kenji tsun


My bags are sitting at the foot of my bed, looking a lot emptier than they did this morning.


The closet is sitting open, stocked with my clothes.
Kenji: "Me, I don't think I could trust the chances."


Also, it seems that there are a number of school uniforms hanging there as well.
Kenji: "The only one I trust is myself."


A note is pinned to the sleeve of one of the shirts.
Hisao: "Does that mean I shouldn't get to know you, either?"


Note
"He thinks about this for a while."
"Hi Hicchan. We've unpacked your things and made your bed. They said that if these don't fit then you should go to the office tomorrow.
If you have any problems, you can always call us.


Love, Mom and Dad"
show kenji neutral


Well, at least I don't have to worry about unpacking.


I kind of hoped I would have, then there would be something to do.
Kenji: "A wise decision."


It's still too early.
show kenji happy


I put the note down on the desktop and lie down on the bed, feeling drained.


Lying there makes me want to read something, but I have nothing with me.
Kenji: "Damn, you are smarter than you look."


I wonder if the hospital conditioned me for wanting to read whenever I have nothing to do.
Kenji: "Probably."


The restless urge just keeps growing until I have to stand up.
Kenji: "What do you look like? I hope not smart."


Maybe it's stress or something.
show kenji neutral_close
with characlose


I was pretty nervous about it before coming and for the entire day today too. I still am, I think.
"He squints his eyes and leans closer again, but I lean backwards to dodge it."


Damn, I have to distract myself somehow, so I won't be this unnatural all the time.
show kenji tsun
with charadistant


Tomorrow, I'll go borrow some books from the library.
Kenji: "Never mind, it doesn't matter."


Yeah, I'll do that.
hide kenji
with charaexit


But for now...
stop music fadeout 3.0


The bottles of medications neatly arranged on my night table catch my eye.
"With that, he turns, fumbles around for a moment in search of the door handle,{w=0.3}{nw}"


I pick up one and shake it just to hear the contents rattle inside, and then read the glued-on pharmacy label.
play sound sfx_doorslam


Label
extend " and shuts the door behind him."
"Hisao Nakai


Two tablets daily to stay alive"
"I slide the key into the lock of the door marked 119."


It doesn't really say that, but it could just as well.
scene bg school_dormhisao_ss
with locationchange


It's kinda twisted, having your life depend on chemicals like this. I resent it a little, but what choice do I have?
play music music_night fadein 1.0


With a sigh, I begin my new daily ritual of taking the right number of pills from each bottle, being careful to check the correct dosages.
"Bleak beige walls, white linen, a desk made of some type of light wood. Ugly curtains."


...
"It's no one's room; impersonal, like my hospital room was."


I lie down again, feeling hollow and uncertain, and after that I keep staring at the blank, unfamiliar ceiling for a long time.
"My bags are sitting at the foot of my bed, looking a lot emptier than they did this morning."


It doesn't start looking any more familiar, not even after darkness falls and long shadows draw across my room like fingers.
"The closet is sitting open, stocked with my clothes."


The sheets feel slightly more comfortable, warm and nest-like against the chill that passes for room temperature here.
"Also, it seems that there are a number of school uniforms hanging there as well."


Soon the lighter shade of darkness that is the ceiling looks like every ceiling does at night, and it becomes the only thing I recognize any more.
"A note is pinned to the sleeve of one of the shirts."


The night beckons me to sleep, and I feel the coldness of unfamiliarity and fear creeping up my spine once again.
window hide


I keep drifting further away from the world I knew.
$ written_note("Hisao: Hicchan. We've unpacked your things and made your bed.\nThey said that if these don't fit then you should go to the office tomorrow.\nIf you have any problems, you can always call us.\n\nLove, Mom and Dad")
 
window show
 
"Well, at least I don't have to worry about unpacking."
 
"I kind of hoped I would have, then there would be something to do."
 
"It's still too early."
 
"I put the note down on the desktop and lie down on the bed, feeling drained."
 
"Lying there makes me want to read something, but I have nothing with me."
 
"I wonder if the hospital conditioned me for wanting to read whenever I have nothing to do."   
 
"The restless urge just keeps growing until I have to stand up."
 
"Maybe it's stress or something."
 
"I was pretty nervous about it before coming and for the entire day today too. I still am, I think."
 
"Damn, I have to distract myself somehow, so I won't be this unnatural all the time."
 
"Tomorrow, I'll go borrow some books from the library."
 
"Yeah, I'll do that."
 
"But for now..."
 
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"The bottles of medications neatly arranged on my night table catch my eye."
 
"I pick up one and shake it just to hear the contents rattle inside, and then read the glued-on pharmacy label."
 
window hide
 
show pills:
    alpha 1.0 xalign 0.5 yanchor 0.5 ypos 0.5 subpixel True
    easeout 1.0 ypos 0.7 alpha 0.0
with Pause (1.0)
 
hide pills
with None
 
$ written_note("Hisao Nakai\n\nTwo tablets daily to stay alive", quiet=True)
 
window show
 
"It doesn't really say that, but it could just as well."
 
"It's kinda twisted, having your life depend on chemicals like this. I resent it a little, but what choice do I have?"
 
"With a sigh, I begin my new daily ritual of taking the right number of pills from each bottle, being careful to check the correct dosages."
 
"..."
 
"I lie down again, feeling hollow and uncertain, and after that I keep staring at the blank, unfamiliar ceiling for a long time."
 
stop music fadeout 8.0
 
scene bg school_dormhisao_ni
with Dissolve(3.0)
 
"It doesn't start looking any more familiar, not even after darkness falls and long shadows draw across my room like fingers."
 
"The sheets feel slightly more comfortable, warm and nest-like against the chill that passes for room temperature here."
 
"Soon the lighter shade of darkness that is the ceiling looks like every ceiling does at night, and it becomes the only thing I recognize any more."
 
"The night beckons me to sleep, and I feel the coldness of unfamiliarity and fear creeping up my spine once again."
 
"I keep drifting further away from the world I knew."   
 
$ suppress_window_after_timeskip = True
 
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with shuteye


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