>Honnouji Snow Day
>You are Anonymous, a third-year student at Honnouji Academy.
>An average student in all respects, you've coasted through high school settling into the median and never quite standing out from the pack.
>You've never had many friends to speak of, save Ryuuko Matoi, a part-time "delinquent" chick in the class below yours and her airheaded best friend Mako.
>Not that you've ever needed many friends - while others would describe you as an introvert, you liked to think of yourself as one of those solitary types, a lone wolf.
>But now, in the winter of your final semester at Honnouji, you look back on your school days with a certain wistfulness; a strange longing - a nostalgia that could be construed as... regret?
>"Wake up, Anon!"
>Ryuuko's fist descends on your sleeping head with single-minded force. You're jerked awake.
>"The fuck? What's your deal, Matoi?" you spit at her, rubbing the back of your head.
>She pouts, crossing her arms. "You're sleeping in class, man!"
>You look around sleepily, reorienting yourself. "It's, uh... study hall..." you say, eyes widening. "Jesus Christ, it's a free lesson, what do you want?" you bark at Ryuuko, accusingly.
>Her expression hardens. "Look outside, Anon!"
>Grudgingly, you turn your head to face the window.
>It's snowing.
>"Whoa..." you begin, and approach the windowpane, resting both palms against it. "This is pretty cool. Is this what you wanted to show me, Ryuu-"
>You turn around, but Ryuuko is nowhere in sight.
