It gets old, after a while. Waking up, attending school day after day. The cycle seems endless, repeating over and over with not the slightest sign of difference between the relentless studying. You just wanted a change for once. Something new.

You were a senior high school student. Your parents were divorced, and had been for quite a while; they fought relentlessly before then. You stayed with your mother, who seemed to focus more on work than anything else. It got tiring, dealing with her nagging and lack of accompaniment most of the time, since she worked late often. At least you had Gumi, your cat.

The blaring, repetitive sound of your alarm clock emanated through the room, six-thirty sharp. Stirring you from your slumber, your eyes slowly opened, a silent yawn slipping out as you sat up and let your eyes slowly adjust to the sun shining through the window of your room. Another day of school. Again.

Looking around the familiar room, you soon came to realize something was... missing. Where in the world was your school uniform? The blue-and-white design was highly recognizable, yet it seemed to have disappeared. You'd last left it on the chair of your desk, but was it still there?

Looking around, you soon came to realize that very chair had several different articles of clothing draped over it. If you were getting to that uniform, it seemed you would have to go through it all. At least there wasn't much on that chair. This would be a long day, nonetheless. That was just how attending high school was.