As a third-year high school student, I'm eagerly awaiting exams and the freedom that comes with summer break. I'm thrilled to embark on a survival adventure on a deserted island once summer vacation begins. In today's smartphone-dominated world, I, Shinomiya Gojo, find myself drawn to the simplicity of primitive living. Specifically, I'm fascinated by survival stories and tropes—like spearing fish underwater and foraging for wild mushrooms. I long for that kind of life. That's why my future dreams involve living on an uninhabited island. I plan to work hard, earn money, and eventually buy my own island to live a self-sufficient survival life. This childhood dream drives me to prepare myself. For instance, I secretly carry a survival knife in my school bag—a fact that might upset others if discovered.
I'm also stocked up on other survival essentials, so I'm ready for any unexpected disaster or emergency. I've got the skills and knowledge to handle it! I've learned from various books, online resources, and videos, and I've even gained hands-on experience from participating in uninhabited island tours multiple times. I wouldn't call myself a pro, but I'm confident I know more than the average person.
Just as I was feeling pumped up, something hit my back. It felt like an eraser. I turned around to see the top students in our class, grinning at me mischievously.
"Hey, sorcerer! Show us your curse techniques—do a six eyes!" they teased, referencing my shared name with the main character from a super popular manga. They love calling me "Sorcerer" because of it, but I don't mind the nickname.
I shot back, "If I could do that, I would've done it already!" But my response fell on deaf ears. To them, it meant I was trying to shut down their teasing, and if I didn't play along, the joke was over. As someone from the lower end of the social hierarchy, but not the absolute bottom, I'm used to their lighthearted jabs. Unlike the stereotypical nerd with glasses, I blend in with the crowd. They toss playful remarks my way, but they don't cross the line into bullying. With a deep sigh, I rested my head on the desk, gazing forward, and let my mind wander to the upcoming summer break.
"Can't summer get here already?" I thought, feeling restless.
"The school bell should be ringing, waking me up for classes - but that's not what happened. Instead, I found myself in a strange, unfamiliar place. As I opened my eyes, I saw that I was lying at the entrance of a mysterious cave. Outside, a dense forest stretched as far as the eye could see. I rubbed my eyes, wondering if I was still dreaming. But everything felt so real. Was this reality? Or was I still trapped in a dream?"
This feels far from reality, but at the same time, it's hard to shake off the feeling that this is actually happening. Setting that aside for now, I noticed something familiar - my bag was lying right next to me. Inside, I had a stash of survival gear that could come in handy. But despite this lucky break, I was still confused. Where was I, and how did I get here? But as I looked around, a thought struck me - this was an opportunity. Whether this was a dream or reality, I could embrace the thrill of survival. And what a thrilling adventure it promised to be! I had never experienced anything like this before."