Ugh, I hate this! Why is this so complicated?!"

I sigh as I slam my face on the desk.

Anyways, guess I should introduce myself. My name is Yuuto. Kaito Yuuto. I'm 15 years old boy and I'm at the tail end of my school year (thankfully). If you're wondering about my appearance, I'm a blonde with slightly spiky hair, light blue eyes, and a somewhat feminine appearance, which has led to a fair share of teasing over the years.

But, I know you're not interested in that stuff. What you're wondering is why I nearly gave myself a concussion, and I can explain.

You see, curiosity led me to a little show called School Days, known as the worst anime of all time. This general opinion attracted me to the series, and well...it became a guilty pleasure of mine. So much so that I actually dove deeper into the franchise, which led me to the original visual novel. I thought it was finally time to give it a try...until I realized how hard it is to get it in the first place.

It includes you to get torrents and all that stuff, but I don't feel like getting a visit from the police today.

I can't buy on the official site either because one, I'm broke, and two, I can't ask my parents to buy it since it's pretty ecchi. That brings me to where I am right now.

I give another disappointed sigh. "Welp, I've done all I can do." I move my cursor to exit the window, but a pop-up appears and quickly blocks the [X].

"Eh..? What's this?"

'Try out the premium School Days HQ experience for absolutely free! (No torrents required!) Click here to download.'

I take this moment to ignore the extreme convenience of the ad, and try to analyze the situation. This could go two ways. One, it's real and I get to play the game for myself. Two, it's malware or some kind of virus, and I'll never be able to use my computer again. I carefully consider the second option.

"Hm..Is it really worth getting your computer hacked just for some visual novel?"

….

I quickly click on the ad.

It loads a website with download link and a white background. Seems suspicious...but I won't judge. I click the link and the file starts installing. I'm quickly puzzled by the name of the file itself.

" …" I read out loud.

Now, I'm not a tech master, but I'm pretty sure a game like School Days can't run on Adobe Illustrator. It soon finishes installing and I click the file.

To my dismay, it opens up a blank window.

"Aw man, I should've known.." I yet again let out a disappointed sigh. But my wallowing is soon interrupted by the School Days logo popping up in the middle of the window. My eyes widen in surprise. Is this it? Will I really be able to play the game I (kinda) worked so hard for?!

I stare at the screen in anticipation, but the image stays the same. I then start to notice that the window is getting brighter and brighter, the white background practically glowing around the logo. I turn away from the screen as the screen got more and more illuminated. A high pitched hum starts to emanate from the speakers. I cover my ears, but the sound manages to slip through.

"What kind of virus is thi-?!"

A sudden and extremely distorted noise blasts me away from the computer, and I hit my head on the corner on a shelf. The pain from my head hitting the corner of the shelf, plus the loud and distorted noise from the computer makes me instantly light headed.

My body leans against shelf as I sink to the floor, my vision becoming more and more blurry as the pain intensifies.

Thankfully, the sound stops and my computer shuts off, leaving my ears to ring in peace.

I let out one shaky breath before I pass out.

. . .

I slowly start to regain consciousness, rubbing my eyes and letting out a groan. "Mhmm..wha..?"

I turn to my side to find that I'm no longer on the floor, but on my bed. I sit up and I stretch, wondering if I had imagined the whole thing. I touch the back of my head.

"Ouch!" I exclaim in pain, but before long, I notice that something is off.

"My voice.." Something is wrong with my voice..it's a higher pitch than usual. I get up off the bed, and notice something bigger. This...isn't my bedroom.

The wall color is plain white instead of a light blue, there are various posters I don't remember putting there, and a desk and small mirror is where my computer is supposed to be!

I walk up to desk to look into the mirror, pulling it up to my face.

...I immediately drop it. "I'm….I'm…"

I pull it back to my face to confirm that what I just saw is real.

"I'M AN ANIME PERSON?!"

I continue to look into the mirror, touching my hair, and pulling at my cheeks.

"My hair feels like silk...and my cheeks are so soft..WHY DO I LOOK EVEN MORE FEMININE?!" Of course, that was the right question to ask at a time like this. Luckily, one look into my pajama pants is enough to confirm that, yes, I am still a boy.

"Okay, calm down...This must be a lucid dream, right?.."

I decide to test that theory. I walk over to 'my' bed and I stand on the mattress.

"Fly!"

*CRASH!*

I instantly make contact with the ground after jumping off the mattress.

And it hurts.

"Okay, not dreaming..So what's going on?"

I look around the room for any explanation, and my eyes land on a closet with a backpack on it. "Hm, what's this?"

I remove the backpack and I place on the bed, going through it's contents.

I pull out a cell phone, neatly folded uniform, an oddly familiar one at that, and a note attached to it.

I begin reading it.

'Dear Yuuto, our precious son. Your father and I were informed that we're going on a business trip for the next months. Possibly even a year. We are upset that we will not be able to share everyday with you, and not be able to see you go off to Sakakino Academy for the first time, but we need this job to continue to financially support our family. We hope you understand.

Enjoy the new school year, we love you.

-Mom and Dad'

Sa...Sakakino Academy? It all makes sense now..

The file, me waking up in this anime like world, the uniform..

I'm in School Days!...or in a coma from the blast. Eh, I'll choose the happier option.

I look back at the notes reading over it again. I then notice something wrong once again.

My..parents don't speak or write like that. Not ever since the incident.

Besides, dad's already...

I shake my head.

"..Stay happy for her."

I flip the note around. Haramihama Station, supposedly the train that will take me to Sakakino Academy, was written on the back. "Haramihama.." This confirms my suspicions even further.

I turn around after hearing the buzz of the alarm clock. I hold the uniform up to my face.

"..Guess I should get ready then."

I look into the mirror in the bathroom, fixing the tie on my uniform.

"My, my, I don't look bad at all!" I walk out of the bathroom and I grab my backpack hanging off of the handle. I walk downstairs and I spot a bento sitting on the table. "I'm guessing that's my lunch.." I pick up the tin box and sniff at it. It smells goods...but my parents hated to cook. Despite having more proof that these obviously aren't my parents, I shrug it off and carry the bento in my hand, opening the door and walking outside.

I gasp in wonder as I look around at the world around me, looking at the welcoming city street, the children playing hopscotch on the sidewalk, and the lush beautiful hills in the distance. It looks so clean, animated, so beautiful, it's like I'm in an anime VR game. I consider if this is truly the case for a moment, but I remind myself that technology hasn't gotten this far yet. I take the note out once again and I read over the back of it while walking down the sidewalk. "Haramihama Station.." I look around aimlessly, hoping for some sign that I might be heading in the correct direction. If there was, it wasn't obvious at all. I huff for a moment. "Jeez, they could've been more specific with where it is.." I look around, glancing at the people walking by. "Maybe.."

I grab the sleeve of a random man in suit, and he turns to face me, pretty confused. I jump back a little, still not used to being in this world and interacting with the people on it. "E-Excuse me!" I force out, "Where is Haramihama Station..?" After raising an eyebrow at my strange behavior, he points forward. "Take a left at that stop sign and keep going forward. You'll be able to spot the staircase." His voice sounded strict and uptight.

Despite that, I give him a bright smile before dashing off the way he pointed. "Thank you so much!" First interaction with a person, not so bad! I make a left and continue walking forwards, spotting the staircase. I sprint down the steps, the train station finally revealing itself to me. It looked crowded, people walking about and talking, while others stood or sat by themselves, waiting for their trains. It's then I notice someone doing exactly that, standing alone in a sea of people. Though I could only spot her because of her.. abnormal purple hair. My eyes widen in surprise. "I-Is it actually..?"

Indeed, it is.

The one and only, Katsura Kotonoha.