Wako is walking the same hallway you just came down, singing.
The flowers that dot the hillside Reach out towards the sun With their thousands of tiny breaths The world is reborn
She enters the room – it’s either the one you’re in now or an identical room – and sees a girl with short brown hair and a tennis racket kissing a boy through the glass of the large windows. The boy sees Wako, smiles, and moseys off along the walkway.
Wako: Good morning. Ruri: G-good morning. You’re early today. Wako: Is that a racket? Ruri: Yeah. He gave it to me last week for my birthday. He’s going to teach me tennis. Wako: Sounds like it’s going great. Ruri: We’re still in the glass-kissing phase.
Two girls walk into the room, wearing the same green-coat uniform as Wako and Ruri. One has light green hair and enormous boobs. The girl trailing her has platinum blonde hair and a more deferential – or tired – expression.
Boobs, pointing out a hickey on Ruri’s neck: Really? You can’t get this kind of mark through the glass though. Good morning. Wako, to Ruri: Does that mean you’ve done it? Ruri: No, we haven’t. But… Wako: But what? Ruri: He invited me to come to his house net Sunday. Wako: H-his house? Ruri: Yeah. He wants to introduce me to his parents. Boobs, to Blonde: What do you think? Blonde: Well, he is likely planning to claim his parents had some urgent business and ensnare her alone in his house. Ruri: I sure hope so!
Wako and Blonde are speechless…
Boobs: I’m jealous. Ruri: Aren’t you married, Mrs. Watanabe? Boobs: My husband is not my boyfriend. I think having a boyfriend is part of high school life. Ruri: Anyway, sorry, Wako. I can’t come over on Sunday. Wako: What? Ruri: Did you forget your own birthday?
Then two boys in uniform walk in. The memory ends with a feeling of confusion, and also affection… ]
Re: SOUTHERN CROSS HIGH (SECOND STAGE)
Wako is walking the same hallway you just came down, singing.
The flowers that dot the hillside
Reach out towards the sun
With their thousands of tiny breaths
The world is reborn
She enters the room – it’s either the one you’re in now or an identical room – and sees a girl with short brown hair and a tennis racket kissing a boy through the glass of the large windows. The boy sees Wako, smiles, and moseys off along the walkway.
Wako: Good morning.
Ruri: G-good morning. You’re early today.
Wako: Is that a racket?
Ruri: Yeah. He gave it to me last week for my birthday. He’s going to teach me tennis.
Wako: Sounds like it’s going great.
Ruri: We’re still in the glass-kissing phase.
Two girls walk into the room, wearing the same green-coat uniform as Wako and Ruri. One has light green hair and enormous boobs. The girl trailing her has platinum blonde hair and a more deferential – or tired – expression.
Boobs, pointing out a hickey on Ruri’s neck: Really? You can’t get this kind of mark through the glass though. Good morning.
Wako, to Ruri: Does that mean you’ve done it?
Ruri: No, we haven’t. But…
Wako: But what?
Ruri: He invited me to come to his house net Sunday.
Wako: H-his house?
Ruri: Yeah. He wants to introduce me to his parents.
Boobs, to Blonde: What do you think?
Blonde: Well, he is likely planning to claim his parents had some urgent business and ensnare her alone in his house.
Ruri: I sure hope so!
Wako and Blonde are speechless…
Boobs: I’m jealous.
Ruri: Aren’t you married, Mrs. Watanabe?
Boobs: My husband is not my boyfriend. I think having a boyfriend is part of high school life.
Ruri: Anyway, sorry, Wako. I can’t come over on Sunday.
Wako: What?
Ruri: Did you forget your own birthday?
Then two boys in uniform walk in. The memory ends with a feeling of confusion, and also affection… ]