"Opening Setting and Introduction"
"[It is currently Spring, and the beginning of the new school year is bright and clear.]"
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"On a seemingly ordinary beach, with the sound of seagulls calling..."
'Qumuwaki—a teenager—is fishing on the rocks by the shore."
"He waits for a fish to bite his bait with calmness and patience."
"Every once in a while, he opens his eyes to check on the bobber, just to ensure it's still safe, or to see if it's time to reel in the line."
"SUDDENLY— from behind Qumuwaki—
Appears his friend.. who seems intent on startling him."
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Aryuhoewqe: "BWUEHKK!"
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"…GAAAHHHH"
Laughing, Aryuhoewqe said, "Look at your expression!"
(Qumuwaki is shocked and annoyed)
"...Are you crazy?! Go away!"
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"Finally, a figure that looks a bit like Qumuwaki appears: his childhood friend,"
"A teenager named Aryuhoewqe, who also brought his fishing gear that day."
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"Hoho, relax, Qumuwaki. At least this time, I'm teaching you not to be so zone out.
Gotta keep an eye on the world, too."
"…Tch"
Aryuhoewqe, still laughing, said, "Let's go fishing together."
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"An incredibly beautiful view of the beach is visible at that time,"
"And with many islands dotting the horizon, and the sun starting to set as they head home, it only deepens the impression."
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"[The next day, the first day of school in the spring.]"
Aryuhoewqe dragged his bag lazily behind him.
"Oi, Wakey~ why does going to school feel like walking into an interrogation room every day?"
Qumuwaki (flat): "Because you always forget to do your homework, and pray the teacher just resigned."
Aryuhoewqe said sarcastically, "That's called survival strategy. If the teacher doesn't show up, we're safe for one more day."
Qumuwaki let out a quiet sigh.
"...You're not a student, you're a survivor of responsibility."
Aryuhoewqe said confidently, "Hey, at least I'm active in the student council!"
Qumuwaki: "...Yeah, active at disappearing whenever responsibility knocks."
Aryuhoewqe chuckled softly.
"By the way, I just greeted Hasan Sha. He looked at me like I owed him three chapters of a novel."
Qumuwaki: "…Maybe you do owe something. Like… an explanation of how you know everything about the exam before it even happens."
Aryuhoewqe (panicking): "IT'S INSTINCT! INSTINCT!"
Qumuwaki: "...Your instinct is too specific. Like Google that's alive."
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"[Morning on the school grounds, Qumuwaki and Aryuhoewqe have just arrived.]"
Aryuhoewqe glanced around with a relaxed smile.
"Today seems peaceful... Let's hope nothing weird happens."
Qumuwaki: "You just spoke and the universe's already loading something weird."
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"[The bell rings. In the classroom, the teacher brings a new female student inside.]"
Teacher: "Please welcome our new student. Introduce yourself."
With a calm, serious expression, she spoke evenly,
"Hello, my name is Semuqu. I enjoy reading and—"
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"Semuqu is a new student who came to school with an absurd personality and some unique oddities."
"And it turns out she's the one who wrote the story of this world, and has confessed from the bottom of her heart that "she's trapped" in her own novel."
"For the first time, she now sees the protagonist she wrote, right in front of her."
"As Semuqu continues to think hard, observing her surroundings,"
"She notices someone—sitting next to the main character she wrote, "Aryuhoewqe."
"To her, Aryuhoewqe isn't someone she recognizes or ever wrote into her novel."
"She's confused and doesn't recognize Aryuhoewqe as one of her characters,"
"This leaves Semuqu feeling confused and a little unsettled."
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Aryuhoewqe leaned in and whispered to Qumuwaki,
"Oi... She looks like your female version after opening a time portal."
Qumuwaki: "...SSSHH! Don't say that, or she'll get mad and start rewriting your life's plot."
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"[After a few moments, Semuqu finishes introducing herself in front of the class.]"
The teacher pointed toward the back row with a neutral tone.
"Alright, you can sit behind Aryuhoewqe."
"(Semuqu sits at the seat that was prepared for her.)"
"...(turns to the back) "Hey! I'm Aryuhoewqe. If you need help, ask Qumuwaki. I'm just a master at dodging work."
Semuqu wrote coldly in her notes,
"Avoid sitting near someone who can dodge work faster than light."
Qumuwaki (flatly): "Bruh.. You're quick at dodging questions before they even exist."
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"[During break, the three of them head to the cafeteria.]"
"(Qumuwaki and Aryuhoewqe approach Semuqu at her table to eat together.)"
Aryuhoewqe tilted his head, curiosity evident in his voice. "…Are you local, Semuqu?"
Semuqu: "From... a place that hasn't even been written in the history books."
Aryuhoewqe grinned. "Okay, that explanation definitely falls under the 'plot twist' category."
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Aryuhoewqe whispered to Qumuwaki,
"How about it? The new girl... she's kind of intimidating, huh?"
Qumuwaki spoke quietly, "...She's fine. Her face is calm, her expression serious—like a lost professor trapped in the body of a high school student."
'(Semuqu suddenly speaks up.)'
Semuqu spoke with a hint of amusement, "Qumuwaki, you stare out the window too often, but all that's out there is a tree and birds with broken spirits."
Qumuwaki: (surprised) "…You heard that?"
"(Feeling like they're being listened to)"
Semuqu: "...You just, usually think so hard, your thoughts echo all the way to the back."
Aryuhoewqe whispered to Qumuwaki, "Bro… she's got a mind radar…"
Semuqu said, her tone sharp, "And you, Aryuhoewqe, please stop whispering like you're plotting some kind of student council coup."
Aryuhoewqe: "I'm just... greeting the new member with warmth."
Semuqu gave a slight smile. "Your warmth reminds me of stale coffee—oddly sweet, but hard to swallow."
Qumuwaki looked a bit impressed. "…Do you say things like that to everyone you meet?"
Semuqu said, "...No. But you're not 'just anyone.' You're the type who believes the world can change with a single action."
Aryuhoewqe snickered softly. "Dang, she just roasted us with poetic finesse."
Qumuwaki (flat): "I didn't ask to be lectured this early..."
Semuqu: "…Calm down. This isn't a lecture. It's an introduction to 'Life 101: Stop acting cool, start talking like a normal human.'"
Aryuhoewqe: "Bro, bro, she's giving out modules."
Qumuwaki sighed. "Alright, noted. But I'm still not going to talk about the weather."
Semuqu said, a slight smile playing on her lips, "No problem. We can start with absurd conversations. For example: why do you act like the main character who... never looks in the mirror and sees their own reflection?"
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Qumuwaki whispered, "She's mysterious, smart, and seems to know us better than we know ourselves."
Aryuhoewqe whispered back, "Are you sure she's not the writer of our lives?"
Then Semuqu suddenly cut in, "And are you sure you're not a walking spoiler?"
Aryuhoewqe exclaimed, shocked, "Bro, she can read my life genre!"
"(Semuqu, on the other hand, continues to adjust to her new environment."She keeps thinking while finishing her lunch.)"
"(Sometimes, she feels like an 'outsider' because the world she's encountered is very different from the script she once wrote.)"
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"[The cafeteria is starting to empty. Lunch break is almost over. Semuqu looks around, quietly observing the atmosphere.]"
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Aryuhoewqe munched on his bread, crumbs clinging to the corner of his lips. "So…? First impressions of this school?"
Semuqu didn't even glance at him. "It's hot. Noisy. Full of creatures that love drama but hate learning."
Qumuwaki appeared out of nowhere, his voice calm but cutting, "Ouw, straight to the point—and straight through the heart."
"You'd fit perfectly as the dark council president," Aryuhoewqe remarked, a grin creeping onto his face.
Semuqu didn't flinch. Her tone remained flat. "I'm only one day in. My current goal is twofold: blend in, and not let people realize I'm storing their personality data."
Aryuhoewqe blinked. "Sounds like a secret agent."
There was a pause. Then, almost too casually, Semuqu added,
"...That's because I'm undercover. Pretending to be a normal teenager."
Qumuwaki: "Your undercover game is way too overkill. New girls usually act all calm. You're out here correcting people's characters."
Semuqu said, "If I played it calm, you'd probably think I have a crush on you."
Qumuwaki remained silent, his expression unreadable as his gaze lingered.
Aryuhoewqe(suppressing a laugh): "Bro... she just played the trap card."
Semuqu stood up slowly, preparing to head back to class. "Anyway, phase one of the adaptation is complete: met two of the loudest and most mysterious creatures in the school."
Aryuhoewqe: "So we're special then?"
Semuqu: "More like... you need to be monitored."
Qumuwaki: "Did you write a book about us?"
Semuqu turned back for a moment, her voice soft but pointed. "...Even if I did... you won't even show up in chapter one."
Aryuhoewqe: "...?"
"(Semuqu heads back to her class.)"
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"[In class, Semuqu begins interacting with other students and observing the rest. She then writes a small note in her notebook.]"
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Semuqu's Notes (written by hand):
Class is full of anime stereotypes.
History teacher loves to diverge into stories of their youth.
Qumuwaki = Painfully introvert.
Aryuhoewqe = suspicious existence.
Me = an alien pretending to be human?
"Continuing observations tomorrow."
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"[Her daily life continues into the next day.]"
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"[Second day, in class. Semuqu is sitting in the corner near the window, having arrived early, and she's writing something in her notebook.]"
"[Observation Notes - Second Day]:"
Qumuwaki = quiet with the expression of 'I-know-everything-but-can't-be-bothered-to-say-it'
(If this were a Korean novel, he'd probably be the type of character who doesn't realize how many girls like him.)
Aryuhoewqe = the class clown, double agent potential, too smart to seem stupid.
(Where did this anomaly come from?)
2.Rima = Obsessed with collecting stickers in a binder. Obsession with identity.
(She's probably a collector of decorative items, too.)
3.Hasan Sha = Laughs first, Understand later, Needs social buffering, sometimes laughs even though the topic is sad.
(The worst villain.)
4. Terisha = Reads fanfiction during class, light collective delusion.
(She seems like she could be a good friend later.)
5. Selia = Often has conspiracy theories, like why pens always disappear.
(She probably has an overthinking tendency.)
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"..."
Semuqu finally let out a soft sigh, her gaze drifting slowly across the surroundings.
"This world feels like a too-perfect imitation," she murmured. "Everyone has their own pattern, their own color… but somehow, I feel like I'm the only thin black line in this beautiful painting."
"But… if I want to survive, I can't keep being the 'alien.' I need to be part of the script."
"Or at least look familiar enough for them to stay out of tragedy."
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"[Sound of students chattering from the front of the class]"
(Aryuhoewqe is sticking a label that says "National Chaos President" on Qumuwaki's back.)
"…I can see your reflection in the glass, idiot," Qumuwaki muttered flatly without turning.
Aryuhoewqe let out a sheepish chuckle. "Hehe... My reflexes betrayed me!"
From a few steps away, Semuqu stared at them in silence, thoughts brushing quietly across her mind.
They're weird. But… interesting.
"Qumuwaki, he seems to have this domain where he knows everything around him…"
"Aryuhoewqe—he's just too free. Too wild to be a normal character. It's like he knows he can skip all the rules as long as he's funny enough."
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"[Break time. Semuqu sits alone in the library,]"
"(but a pair of students sit nearby)"
(They don't greet her, just talk about group projects and who the most annoying people are.)
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Semuqu (thinking to herself):
"...Social interactions in this school are like a script that'll never get finished editing."
"Everyone talks, laughs, as if they don't realize they're being read."
"But one thing's for sure—they're real. Even more real than the characters I've ever written."
"[Footsteps approach. Terisha enters with two thick books.]"
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Terisha: "You like reading? Me too. But I prefer writing alternate endings for shounen manga. Sometimes life needs a fanmade version."
Semuqu raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised but maintaining her calm.
"I... appreciate alternative interpretations."
"Wow," the girl said, eyes sparkling with mischief. "Your words sound like film festival subtitles. Are you a literature student?"
She stuck out her hand casually. "Oh, by the way, I'm Terisha."
Semuqu shook it, hesitant but polite.
"Yeah... Nice to meet you too. I'm Semuqu. And I'm more like... a former writer trapped in life's revisions."
Terisha burst out laughing. "Wow, that could be inspiration! Can I put it on my blog?"
(Semuqu stares at Terisha for a moment. A small smile forms.) "..Sure."
Semuqu thought to herself, "This is the first time someone's talked to me without being suspicious or cautious."
"Even... laughing at my words, not because I sound weird."
"Maybe, just maybe… I don't always have to be the observer."
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"[After school – in the school hallway]"
"(Aryuhoewqe and Qumuwaki are discussing the rumor about a ghost in the biology lab.)"
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Aryuhoewqe stared into the dark hallway, eyes wide.
"They say, every night, there's a Twinkle Twinkle song playing… but there's no one around."
Qumuwaki stared back, deadpan.
"That's not a ghost. That's the sound of Mrs. Lilis' phone notifications."
Aryuhoewqe groaned. "Aagh… That horror-killer fact again."
"(Suddenly, Semuqu joins the conversation.)"
Semuqu chuckled softly, "Hoho, if you're still curious, we can check it out tonight."
Aryuhoewqe and Qumuwaki spoke in unison, "...Huh?"
Semuqu said calmly, "I'm tired of trying to figure this world out from the outside. It's time for some field investigation."
"(Aryuhoewqe grins widely. Qumuwaki nods in agreement.)"
Qumuwaki: "Finally, you're going crazy too."
Semuqu smiled faintly. "No.
I'm actually just pretending to be sane."
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"(On her way home, Semuqu continues to make notes about her observations.)"
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Semuqu's Notes (for today's developments):
"[Adaptation is moving faster than I thought.]"
Social interaction = emotional dare.
Qumuwaki and Aryuhoewqe are still unpredictable.
Terisha = potential emotional connection? Let's continue.
[Main issue: Still confused about which chapter of "Fate and Choice" I'm in, and there's no sign of its plot yet.]
Conclusion: If this world is a story, then… I'll soon be trapped in its conflict.
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Next chapter: [BIOLOGY LAB]