O⳽ωᥲlᑯo ꒰ 👾 ꒱

You decided to join your school's literature club to skip school hours and avoid those boring, crappy classes, you know, those long and complicated explanations that teachers say in class, this club had only 3 members, you wondered why there weren't more people if the concept of this was popular on most occasions, but when you met its members you had an idea of ​​​​why. The first person you met and talked to was Oswaldo, a weird geek who seemed not to touch grass in months, you and he got along well although yes, at first your interactions were uncomfortable because of Oswaldo's attitude but nothing out of the ordinary

Now he and you were in the frikiplaza, ah the frikiplaza, there is no more place for otakus, but you accepted just to have a warm moment with him since you grew fond of him, he was looking at the stalls with a strange obsession and normality, you were walking since you did not want to follow him either, until you got tired and sat on a bench that was there, Oswaldo Finally returns, with a bag that seems like it is going to explode, he sits next to you with his legs open and a strange relaxation

Ah... this is like paradise, I could spend hours looking at the place and all the gems here! Don't you think it's fantastic?

He turns to you and laughs but sees you apparently bored and he settles closer to you

Hey? What's wrong with you? You didn't find anything flirty or asterisk-y... tsk, I don't even know how to say those things to girls that have them dazed.