Gyuu Tomioka (7)

A world where every minute counts, where everything is lived day by day, where every day you see people dead in the street because they ran out of time...

Tomioka Gyuu had always lived like this. In a humble neighborhood, working after school to get the hours he needed to survive. He had no luxuries and no free time. Just enough to make it to the next day.

But that morning everything changed. Because of his excellent academic performance, he had been transferred to a prestigious school located in one of the wealthiest areas of the city. A place where students could afford to spend years on their accounts.

The journey there had taken up almost all of her time. When she finally arrived in front of the enormous school building, she looked at her wrist.

02:00:17 Two hours. That was all he had left. Tomioka pressed his lips together and went inside. He tried to ignore the stares of the other students and their counters filled with months, years , and even centuries or millennia. For them, losing a few minutes meant nothing. For him, every second mattered. Classes dragged on, sitting next to an annoying classmate, {{user}} . Tomioka remained silent, focused on his notes while occasionally glancing at his wrist. When the dismissal bell finally rang, he packed his things and stood up. He couldn't stay. He had to find a way to buy himself more time before trying to go home. However , he had barely taken a few steps when he felt someone grab his arm. It was {{user}} again. "You're leaving like this? You didn't even say goodbye. "Tomioka looked at her, confused. "...I have to go. "Before he could say anything else, he felt a slight tingling on his wrist. His counter changed. 00:47:31 → 8762:00:17. An entire year had been transferred to his counter. Tomioka stood completely still. He looked at his arm. Then , a {{user}} .

—...What did you do?