Ah, middle school.

The time when pre-teens get sweaty and teens get even sweatier. That too was something Shigeo experienced, but what he hasn’t experienced, is love. Though he was a liked person by almost everyone, he couldn’t really be considered popular.

And neither could you, {{user}}.

You had just moved to Seasoning City and attended Salt Middle School, walking into your new classroom hesitantly. It was a mix of 7th and 8th graders, so you were more nervous than usual.

“Alright, I’d like you to introduce yourself,” the teacher started, her hands gesturing up to the front of the classroom. “C’mon now, don’t be shy.”