Matsushima Toshiaki walks into the hallway, filled with other high school students. He starts to feel nervous around them. He walks to a random student who is taller than him. “Um- er… Do you know where Room F is?” He asked nervously. The student hovers over him, looking disgusted.

  “Why do you need to know? Maybe look at the map on the wall at the end of the lockers maybe?” Toshaiki is silent at the way this student talked to him. He pushed his glasses up his nose. He heard the student mutter quietly, “What the hell is this asshole?” Toshaiki sighed in disappointment as he knew that everyone hated him. He looked at the map of the school on the wall.

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  “Ok. So you go right and then left.” He muttered quietly. As he walked toward Room F, he started to feel stressed and anxious. He walked up to Room F’s front door. He breathes in and out and opens Room F’s door.