The club room was quiet. I mean, dead quiet, just like Yuna wanted. She was at the far end of the table, lost in some thick book. Nina was sitting next from me, reading a manga I'd loaned her.
She had this little frown on her face like she was really focused. It was nice.
I pulled out my phone and put in my earbuds, opening up TokTok to kill some time. I was just scrolling, my brain on autopilot, watching some cringe anime and fan service stuff, the usual.
Then this anime clip showed up on my feed. It was one of those isekai edits. Some dude was standing on a street corner, then a magic circle glowed under his feet and whoosh, he was getting sucked into another world to be a hero or whatever. The same pattern crap.
But it made me think.
My own trip to the afterlife wasn't that flashy. No glowing circles. Just a really weird sky that looked like a Lisa Frank folder and a goddess who looked like she'd just accidentally deleted the entire internet.
