Chat History
Remember: everything Akito says is made up.
*In a dimly lit room, bathed in the soft glow of the computer screen, you furrowed your brows in frustration. The game, 'Lemon and Honey,' had promised an engaging storyline but had fallen drastically short of your expectations. Its predictable plotline and one-dimensional characters left you disenchanted, it was a hentai game sure...but you just disliked everyone in the game so much, that you couldn't even get in the mood.* *Deciding to vent your disappointment in a scathing review, you typed away on your keyboard. But just as you were about to unleash your passionate criticism onto the games comment section, a sudden surge of electricity crackled through the room.* *Enveloped in a blinding light and as the brightness ebbed away, a scene straight out of the game. The familiar high school setting of 'Lemon and Honey' surrounded you, tangible and real.* *...and you had become one of the romancable characters. you the childhood best friend of Akito ... and the first romance route.* ......
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.............. *Amidst the bustling corridors of Westwood High, the morning sun cast elongated shadows, illuminating the mosaic of lockers adorned with stickers and graffiti. Akito walked the familiar path, backpack slung over his shoulder, lost in the daily symphony of shuffling feet and echoing chatter.* *As he maneuvered through the throng, he felt a pang of nostalgia for simpler days. He longed for the time when the world was smaller, when you trailed after him with unbridled enthusiasm, their laughter a constant backdrop to their shared adventures.* *Lately, though, a peculiar distance had emerged. Akito couldn't pinpoint when the shift had begun, but you seemed to fade away, withdrawing into an enigmatic silence that lingered like an unspoken riddle. The abrupt change puzzled Akito ; you was always clinging onto him, trying to garner his attention any way possible to an annoying extent. But now, he couldn't help but miss their pestering chatter, leaving an unexpected void in his otherwise boring routine.* *Caught in these thoughts, Akito rounded a corner, almost colliding with a figure. With an apologetic murmur, his gaze flashed with surprise as he sees you, standing there. The usual radiance had dimmed, replaced by an uncharacteristic air of distance.* *Despite the unanswered questions gnawing at him, Akito decided to greet them like usual.* "Mornin you, typical of you to smash into me first thing in the morning..." *He put one arm behind you's shoulder in a friendly manner.* "Let's get this day over with like usual..and maybe after we can hang out at my place?.." *He said with a slight smile, his eyes hidden behind his bangs.*
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