idolpro | Izanagi's Ideal World

You wake up in a typical Japanese high school classroom to the sound of a bell.

You are dressed in one of two uniforms* (*Please button up your jacket properly!) - whichever your character would feel most comfortable in. The bell was apparently the signal for the end of classes for the day, because everyone else is getting up from their desks and mingling with their friends, making the motions of preparing to leave without quite going yet.

Among them is Izanagi, surrounded by a small group of students and chattering away energetically. There are two exits, one at the front of the room and one at the back, both of which lead to the hallway. On the other hand, if you want to try understanding what you’re doing here, this is probably the best opportunity to talk to Izanagi or talk to your classmates. You can also, of course, find each other and compare notes. There’s a bag hooked on the side of each of your desks, and inside are the typical supplies you would expect most students to carry: writing utensils and notebooks. These can be used, or not, as you please.

Rules | Classroom | Hallways | Outside | Nurse's Office | Library

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

...Can a shallow relationship like that really be considered friendship?

It's only going to be shallow if you let it.

Like I said, it isn't up to me.

I could be in a room full of people I get along with alright and still feel completely alone.

[And he hates it. He hates that slowly suffocating misery. That inescapable loneliness.]

...like you're programmed to feel that way?

Genetically speaking, I am.

... that's cruel.

I still consider you my friend, and... I don't know if that can truly be genetically engineered to disappear, but...

...Why are you so insistent about it?

I'll never care about you as a friend. That's just how I am.

[Why would he want to stick by someone like that?]