I don't know what I'm doing editionVoiceYou pick one of the empty seats in the middle of the classroom and sit down.
"Mornin' Shirou!" A couple of students give you a cheerful greeting.
"Morning." You reply as you set down your things.
The two students approach you. One of them is beaming at you, wearing ripped clothes with stains on them revealing a thin complexion. The other is adjusting his glasses, trying to look like the paragon of proper form and etiquette.
"I'm Kamikita!" says the messy-looking boy while pointing at himself.
"I'm Xu." says the disciplined-looking student.
"Nice to meet you guys." You say, trying to sound as welcoming as possible.
"So Shirou, have you played osu! yet?"
"Osu? That again?" You say while rubbing your neck. "Is it normal to play against Ohio State?"
"Uhm..." Kamikita raises his finger to reply but then shuts up.
"I take it you haven't, then." says Xu as he steps forward. "Professor!" Xu assumes a commanding pose, as if he was the captain of the Yamato itself.
"I told you to call me Jesse—"
"This student has yet to play osu!"
"Osu..." you mutter. It definitely sounds like something you ought to know already.
"No, no." Says Jesus. "It's osu!"
"Oh, ok."
"Well, I guess the kid's right though; you need to know what you're getting yourself into." A chill runs down your spine as Jesus continues. "Just sit on your desk; we have enough time for a dry run."
"S...Sure."
"Also, what were you getting out of class if you didn't know what osu! was?"
"...I'm not sure."
Jesus sighs.
VoiceSUDDENLY, BRACES APPEAR OUT OF YOUR CHAIR'S LEGS AND CLAMP AROUND YOUR ANKLES
"What the hell—" in rapid succession, all the lights in the room go out, the windows slam shut, darkness dominates the room, and the blackboard shoots out a stream of white light. It's... a screen?
There's a pen, a tablet, and a keyboard on your desk.
"Rest your fingers on the 'Z' and 'X' keys, please." says Jesus. "Hold the pen over the tablet and get ready."
Dim as it may be, you can see the students have started hooting and cheering. You note a few students coming in through the door, taking in the dark atmosphere. The french girl enters, sees, you, and then makes sure to sit as far away from you as possible.
Feels bad man.
You take out a bottle of Dr. Pepper out of your bag and take a swig.
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BGMA song starts playing through the classroom. A soft voice appears, along with an orchestral piece. A beautiful introduction, you think. Some of the students start gathering around you, curious, intrigued, and excited. The buildup goes on.
Your hands tense up as a beat appears, getting louder and louder. You hold on to your pen and keyboard when suddenly...!
CIRCLES
CIRCLES EVERYWHERE
With a magnificent voice, circles appear all over the screen. But you're not overwhelmed. You know exactly what to do—your genes know!
Your hands and fingers move in a blur; the cursor in the screen hits each circle with perfect precision.
Jumps, triples, zigzags, back and forths; they all come to you in a barely perceivable succession with incomprehensible spacing.
But the room's music is overpowered by the sound of your keyboard; unstoppable by all means. The students stand in awe as you clear every circle, slider, and pattern perfectly. Everyone huddles around you, although you're too focused on the circles to tell who. Whoever they are, they're probably weird and unrecognizable anyway.
"Holy shit, is this guy for real?"
"M-Masaka..."
"Look out Shirou! This part has quintupled BPM!"
You gather your breath in one motion and... "ATATATATATATATATATATATATATATA....WATTAH!"
You fail the stream.
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"Fuck."
"You should try streaming with your fingers, not your fists." Jesus comments on your form, adding "I guess you really weren't paying attention in class."
Your keyboard explodes shortly afterward.
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"That... that was pretty good." Xu adjusts his glasses for the fifth time.
"So powerful..." someone says as he drops his can of Old Spice Body Spray on the floor.
"Only person I've seen do better than that would be..."
"Hey you might be able to beat Elie!"
The classroom's attention drifts to the small french girl, who's standing right next to you.
"Elie?" you blurt out.
She frowns and looks away, saying "Don't be stupid. You're all just helplessly terrible at this game."
You're not sure what this means, but it's goddamn progress at last.
[Elie +1]The classroom explodes with discussion, as if you're back in OT on a good day all of a sudden.
"Let's start shipping them!"
"I bet he's just a multiaccount"
"You're a fucking hater aren't you, dicknose?!"
"How can you even get another body... wait, what?"
"Shirou, you're amazing! You didn't even know what this entire school's program revolves around and you're better than everyone here alrea...dy."
"Wow, we suck."
The classroom lapses into depression. Well, you suppose Karen was right about a few things.
"Okay guys, that's enough. It's time for class." Jesus says while flipping the board over and the shackles for your legs are undone.
Well, you suppose you'll be taking notes actively this time.
Recess is coming up soon, what should you do?
[] Genuflect and offer Elie your lunch
[] Explore the dark hallways for some loot
[] Serenade Jesus with a song
[] Rush to the dorm, break into Friend's room