You opened your eyes to the sound of the radio playing. You gave a slow stretch before sitting up, rubbing your eyes.
[Mori-Mori-Mori-Mori Morioh Cho Radio! (Morioh Cho radio)]
You got up out of bed, going to your closet to pick out something to wear.
[Good Morning. This is Morioh Radio. I’ll be at your service today. I’m your neighbor, Kai Harada.]
You pulled it out of your closet. Your highschool uniform for this year. You were excited to finally be going to a new school, where new adventures awaited you.
[What a lovely morning today, in the lovely year of 1999. How about we listen to a song that fits this mood?]
You quickly got ready and went downstairs. Breakfast was a simple piece of toast, and a bottle of orange juice. You didn't have time to enjoy it though. You were running late for your first day, so you hurried out of your apartment, and headed down the road to where the buses were to take students to the nearby highschool.
The walk was a short one. The closer you got to the plaza, the more students you saw gathered. It was reassuring knowing that you at least wouldn't be alone on your way to and from school.
You were looking around as you walked, not paying attention, when you bumped into someone, falling onto your butt with a little yelp.
You looked up, meeting eyes with a tall black haired man, dressed entirely in white, and a long, red haired man, wearing sunglasses. Their eyes widened as they looked down at you, seeming unable to speak.
There was something so familiar about the two men that you could not place. Like you’d seen them in a dream before. Something about them was making your heart pound like it had never done before. You couldn't even breathe.
Finally, the man in all white finally spoke.
“...(Y/N)?”