Afteschool in Higashinara...

It's afterschool, that means, club activities! All the club members are preparing for today's club activities. One of them is the art club.

Fera, the self-proclaimed trendsetter, struts into the club room, securing her status as the first to arrive. The room echoes with silence, as if holding its breath for an impending storm.

"Ah, the pioneer of punctuality, that's me! Let's kick off the search for inspiration in style..."

She brandishes her tablet like a sorceress conjuring a portal to the unknown. With a few swift keystrokes, she unveils the sacred incantation—a triple 'w,' a dot, and a triple 'x,' closing the spell with a 'dot com' flourish.

The forbidden eighteen-plus world reveals itself, and Fera dives into a sea of... *ahem* "human interaction" videos. In her artistic trance, she contemplates poses with all the seriousness of a Renaissance master.

"Hmm... that pose, that's something. And that one too!"

Reality jolts her as she realizes her oversight.

"Dang, I left my earphones back home..."

Undeterred, she decides to let the whole room in on her impromptu viewing party, cranking up the volume with a nonchalant shrug.

"As if anyone else would show up right now. Besides, art requires inspiration!"

While lost in her creative bubble, a snippet of gossip enters her consciousness.

"Oh right, i heard a new member will join. Hopefully, it's not another stick figure enthusiast."

Just as Fera's imagination runs wild with possibilities, the door swings open dramatically. Panic grips her as her mental ship collides with an iceberg of reality. Her life flashed before her eyes.

Her hand moved as fast as a bullet train and pressed mute button.

"WHA-"