"Good morning!!!~" who else could it be? Of course, it's Satou.

"You seem to be in a really good mood today? Would you care to let me know, what are you soooo happy about??"

"Because~ You're starting your club activities today~~ I'm just so happy! You'll be having so much fun, aaa I'm jealous~"

"Hah-!"

I must say she's well versed in effortlessly getting on my nerves.

"After dropping me to the gate of hell, you're telling me that I'll be enjoying myself? How about I cut open your head and let it run under cold water. Maybe it'll help your brain to make some rational decisions."

"You're so mean!"

"....."

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"Ugh, fine, I'm sorry. I know you did it for me. But stop teasing me already." I knew it all too well, Satou....she had always been a worry-head. She was afraid that I'll be left alone while she was busy with the school committee chores.

"It's good to know that you are aware about it! I know that most of the club members are seniors and you'll find it uncomfortable to get along with them but the club is filled with a unique blend of personalities, I'm sure you'll be fine after you spend a considerable amount of time with them."

"Thank you for your reassurance, sighs, Satou...you're the only one who'll be the nicest to me."

"You're exaggerating, I'm sure there are people out there who will treat with much more kindness than I do, you just need to come out of your comfort zone. You keep putting restraints on yourself, sacrificing things for the others, you're the one who's too nice. You...do you still..."

"Still what??"

"Ah nothing." she smiled bitterly.

*Ding dong ding ding*

"Would you look at that!! it's already time for the club activities! I have to hurry up or else the committee president will get his hands on useless stuff."

That stupid president, no wonder Satou's always so busy.

Satou took a few steps forward before she suddenly stopped, turning around swiftly to speak again.

"You better hurry up too! You don't want the club president to get mad at you on the first day itself, do you? Don't be nervous!" she left for the club after slapping my back with a loud thump.

Well,

That was surely an aggressive way of motivating someone.