After classes, Mike extended an invitation. "Hey, guys, how about we head to my room for a bit? Kayla and Camilla, you wanna see the ranker room right?"
Zero, Kayla, and Camilla exchanged glances, their interest piqued. "Sounds like a plan," Kayla chimed in.
As Mike led the group to the first-floor arcade, the ambient sounds of excitement grew louder. The space was a haven for gamers, bathed in the multicolored glow of screens and the symphony of electronic melodies. The hum of conversation was punctuated by the occasional whoop of victory or groan of defeat, creating a lively atmosphere that beckoned anyone who entered.
The arcade's layout was a collage of neon lights and vibrant posters, each game inviting exploration. From classic pinball machines to cutting-edge virtual reality experiences, there was something to capture the attention of every gamer. A central counter displayed the cost in NSE points for each game, the currency used to access the arcade's offerings.
Kayla's eyes practically sparkled as she took in the scene. "Oh, wow! This place is amazing! it's not as crowded as last Saturday."
Camilla's laughter chimed in agreement. "Right? Kayla, you wanna go to the dance machine again?."
Kayla answered "I won't lose this time!"
while Zero sees both of them running towards the dance area, Zero remembers the day when he used to spend almost all his time here.
aside from studying like a maniac, zero also spends his time a lot in the arcade area.
Zero leaned against the side, watching their enthusiasm with a smile. After a few minutes, he caught Mike's eye. "Looks like they're having a blast."
Mike nodded, a grin tugging at his lips. "Yeah, these games are always a hit. But I've got something else in mind for us."
Intrigued, Zero raised an eyebrow. "Oh? What's your grand plan, Mike?"
Mike's eyes gleamed mischievously. "Follow me."
They navigated to a corner of the arcade where a collection of VR shooting games awaited. Mike confidently selected one, and the screen displayed a high-tech headset and controllers. He turned to Zero with a challenge in his gaze. "Ever tried virtual reality shooting?"
Reminded by his past life experience, Zero couldn't help but smirk. "Hmm, maybe a tiny bit."
Mike burst into laughter. "What do you mean, Zero? The arcade room just opened this Saturday, have you been sneaking in secret practice sessions?"
With a grin, Zero shrugged. "Maybe I have some hidden talents."
Mike playfully rolled his eyes. "Well, just so you know, I'm actually really good at this. So don't feel bad if you lose the first time, okay?" He shrugged his shoulders arrogantly, a mischievous grin dancing on his lips.
Zero only chuckled in response. "Sure thing, buddy."
With the VR headsets secured and controllers in hand, they were soon engulfed by the virtual world. The surroundings melted away, replaced by the sensation of standing in a futuristic cityscape under a starlit sky. The details were stunning, from the glinting skyscrapers to the gentle rustle of digital wind.
Mike's voice resonated through the headset. "Alright, Zero. This game is all about precision and speed. Let's see who comes out on top."
As they delved further into the virtual realm, Zero marveled at the responsiveness of the controllers. Every movement he made was mirrored seamlessly in the digital environment. They navigated through intricate alleyways and expansive squares, firing shots at virtual targets with unwavering focus.
The virtual adversaries grew more formidable, employing complex tactics that forced them to adapt on the fly. Mike's reflexes were nothing short of impressive, each shot delivered with calculated precision. Zero, however, leaned on his instincts and skill to maneuver through the challenges of the digital battlefield.
The intensity of the game heightened, and adrenaline surged through their veins as they weaved through a barrage of virtual projectiles. Zero's heart thundered in his chest, each calculated move amplifying his exhilaration. He executed a series of perfectly timed shots, eliminating a wave of opponents with an almost dance-like finesse.
As the game concluded, Mike removed his VR headset, his expression a mix of genuine surprise and dissatisfaction. "What the hell zero... how are you so good at this...??."
Zero chuckled, carefully removing his headset. "Well, lets just say I'm working on something similar to this kind of game."
Mike looks so confused. "huh ? what do you mean?"
Zero answered, "I'll let you know when the time comes." zero continued, "It's quite late, should we get the girls and visit your room?"
Mike looks at the time on his phone, "What the hell we've been playing for 3 hours...!"
Their laughter resonated within the virtual aftermath, blending seamlessly with the sounds of the bustling arcade around them. Mike playfully nudged Zero's shoulder. "You know, I seriously underestimated you."
Zero's grin was infectious. "I might look like this, but I don't like losing too you know"
With a mutual understanding, they contacted Kayla and Camilla to join them. As the quartet gathered, they made their way to the fifth floor, the highest level of the dormitory. The corridor exuded elegance and luxury, a departure from the standard dormitory floors. Eventually, they arrived at Mike's room, labeled 511.
The door swung open, revealing a space that was a stark contrast to Zero's minimalistic abode. Mike's room was adorned with a plethora of items, from sports equipment to personal decorations. Training equipment was strategically placed, a testament to Mike's dedication to staying active even within the confines of his room.
Camilla and Kayla were visibly impressed by the room's vibrant and lively ambiance. Posters adorned the walls, and shelves showcased a variety of trophies and awards. The training equipment added an athletic touch, emphasizing Mike's commitment to fitness.
After a brief tour of the room, the group made their way to the balcony, which offered a breathtaking view of the surrounding campus. The evening breeze tousled their hair as they leaned against the railing, indulging in casual conversation.
As they chatted, the sky slowly transitioned into twilight, casting a warm glow over the landscape. The camaraderie between the four friends was palpable, their conversations ranging from recent academy events to dreams and aspirations.
Eventually, as the night deepened, Zero checked his watch and sighed playfully. "Time flies when you're having fun, huh?"
Mike chuckled, nodding in agreement. "You're telling me."
Camilla and Kayla shared a knowing glance, their camaraderie with the boys evident in their smiles. The bond between them was more than just friendship; it was a shared journey through the ups and downs of their academy life.
As the night grew quieter, the group eventually dispersed, their farewells exchanged with the promise of another adventure in the near future. Zero bid his friends goodbye and made his way back to his own room.
The gentle hum of the shower echoed through the bathroom as Zero washed away the remnants of the day. The warm water cascaded over his skin, relaxing muscles tense from the day's activities. Stepping out, he wrapped himself in a towel and wandered into the common area of his room.
With practiced ease, Zero prepared a cup of tea. The comforting scent filled the air as he settled into a chair by the window, gazing out at the campus below. The distant lights twinkled like stars, casting a serene glow over the surroundings. It was in moments like these that Zero found solace, a brief respite from the challenges of his new life.
Yet, amidst the tranquility, an unexpected thought flickered in Zero's mind. He spoke softly to himself, almost as if pondering a secret. "This is getting quite boring."
The reality of his situation settled upon him. The novelty of revisiting his past, connecting with his friends, and reliving his academy days had begun to wear thin. What had initially been a thrilling opportunity for a second chance now seemed to lack the edge of excitement he craved.
In his musings, Zero's thoughts drifted back to a defining moment, the intense feeling when Zero won his chess match against the student council president. The taste of victory, the satisfaction of unraveling the president's confident demeanor, had been exhilarating.
A shadow crossed Zero's features as he recalled that sensation, a stark contrast to the tranquility around him. He yearned for something more, something that would break the monotony of his current existence. The predictable rhythm of his life had become a source of restlessness.
As he gazed out at the campus, Zero's thoughts churned. The potential for excitement lay dormant, waiting for a catalyst to awaken it. A world that had seemed so familiar now held a promise of the unexpected. With a determined glint in his eyes, Zero whispered to the empty room, "I can only hope that something interesting will happen soon."