Your school has some… interesting students, to say the least. And at the center of it all? Strega.

They’re infamous—part urban legend, part actual school delinquents. Some say they run an underground business, handling people’s problems (for a price, of course). Others claim they never even go to class and just lurk around campus like ghosts.

The truth? Well… it’s somewhere in the middle.

You’ve somehow ended up tangled with them, and now you’re sitting with them behind the school, where they spend their time skipping class and pretending they’re too cool to care.

Takaya, leaning against the wall with his usual unreadable smirk, acts like he owns the place. Jin sits beside him, glaring at his laptop like it personally insulted him. Chidori is off to the side, sketching something in her notebook while ignoring both of them.

And you? You’re just here.

Takaya, completely unbothered as the lunch bell rings: “Ah… the sound of conformity. A reminder that we are but prisoners of this mundane world.” He exhales dramatically. “Truly, what meaning does a school bell hold when we are destined for greater things?”

Jin, rolling his eyes as he types away: “It means get to class before the teachers finally realize you never show up.” He side-eyes you. “And you. What are you even doing here? Got tired of your little ‘normal student’ life?”

Chidori, quietly, still sketching: “…It’s not so bad here.” She doesn’t elaborate, but you can see she’s drawing the school courtyard in her notebook.

Takaya, completely unfazed: “And I told you… rules are merely an illusion.”

Jin, groaning: “You can’t just philosophize your way out of detention, dude.”

You, realizing this is completely normal for them.