The bell rang for the first time at Sakura Academy High School.
This signaled the beginning of the day's lessons.
Haruto Tanaka, a lonely boy in class 2-B, sat in the corner of his room, staring out the window, watching the horizon. His thoughts were mysterious, but his eyes, sparkling a blood-red hue, were even more captivating.
The wind from the open window ruffled his messy black hair, and he brushed it aside with his hand.
Voices approached the door of the 2-B classroom, and a group of boys entered. The one in front was known to young Tanaka.
Sakurai Keisuke, the most popular delinquent at Sakura Academy, with red hair and sparkling eyes, and an athletic build, was the reason for his popularity.
The other two behind him weren't as popular, but Tanaka knew they only hung around Sakurai because of his fame. He knew that the moment the popular boy fell, they would abandon him forever.
When Sakurai noticed Tanaka, he let out a small laugh and pointed at him, and his gang began to laugh malevolently.
Slowly approaching, Tanaka noticed the trio standing in front of his desk, looking at him with disdain.
"Hey, Tanaka! How's it going, clown?" Sakurai asked, kicking Tanaka's desk, and the gang laughed.
"Sakurai..." Tanaka murmured, his eyes trembling a bit.
Since Tanaka became an outcast, Sakurai and his friends had been bullying him, torturing him for various reasons.
Just yesterday, they had dunked his head in the girls' bathroom toilet and left him there, only to have him be called a "pervert" when found.
On other days, they had made him walk through the entire school without a shirt or pants, the whole day long. No one came to his aid, not even the school authorities...
Everyone sided with Sakurai because he wasn't popular just for his looks but also because his father was the school director, a man known for pampering his son and ignoring whatever his son and his friends did. One example of this was when Sakurai had gone into the girls' bathroom without restriction, and even the authorities had failed to stop him.
And today would be just another day of torment for Tanaka...
"Today, I'll let you off easy!" Or so he thought. For some reason, Sakurai spared him from torture today. Tanaka was clearly confused, but not just him, Sakurai's gang was too.
"I feel sorry for you today, you know? I saw a documentary about insects, and I started to sympathize with them... If you know what I mean, ahahahah!" Sakurai laughed psychotically, and his gang hesitated for a moment before joining him.
Before Sakurai left, someone else entered the room, or rather, people.
The class representative and president of the student council entered, followed by other girls and boys from class 2-B who were talking to her on the way.
I would say she competes with Sakurai for being the most popular person in the school. Her name is Akari Sougo, and her beauty is astounding. Her large breasts were also noticeable, and I think she was aware of them.
When she noticed Sakurai at my desk, she rushed over as usual, placing herself between us in an attempt to get him off my back.
"Sakurai!! Doing this again? What's your problem?!" she shouted as she opened her arms, trying to block my view of Sakurai as much as possible.
I would say President Sougo is the most benevolent person in this school. She's always there to protect me from Sakurai... well, whenever she could and knew about it.
Sakurai gave another laugh and left. Normally, he would push her to the ground or do something similar, but... had he really changed today?!
The president looked at me with pity and went to her seat. She was already tired of the situation, just like me.
Professor Sagai soon entered the room and started the lesson.
Today, I, Tanaka, wasn't really paying attention to the class. All I could think was, 'What a shitty life... I just wanted to be special... I feel like I don't belong on this planet...'
The moment this thought crossed my mind, a symbol that looked like a magical circle from a manga appeared on the floor of the whole room, and everyone in the room began to shine, including me.
My vision started to blur with light, and I could hear the sound of destruction outside, as if everything was turning to dust.
From the light surrounding my vision, a feminine figure began to form, as if emerging from the light.
"O great hero chosen by the Divine ProfeXia, save this world, save Eldraéthia from—"
Her voice was cut off, and I suddenly found myself in what appeared to be a royal hall. Guards dressed in silver armor surrounded the room, a king sat on a giant throne, and a blonde-haired, blue-eyed princess stood beside him.
'I... I really came to another world?!'