Being a gamer, Chiaki spent most of his time bundled up in his room. Unless he had to get out, like for executions and class trials and junk like that.

The lights were off in his room as he held the Ninetendo in his hands, his thumbs quickly tapping at the buttons so his character didn’t die. However, this was sooo boring. He hated it.

So, he exited out the game.. then he saw something… he thought for a moment.. his finger dangling over the play button as he stared at this game. “Hm..” he murmurs.

Then, someone knocked at the door.