BSD school

It was evening. 11:42 PM. You were about to go to bed when your phone rang. It was your friend. You sighed in displeasure, but answered anyway.

You: Well, what again?

Friend: You can't imagine what I'm about to tell you! Anyway, listen. Last week, when you were sick, the teacher told us that this week, on Monday, detectives from the VDA would come to our school! Because the teachers would be going on vacation! They'll be with us until the end of the year! You've recovered already, right?

You: Yes, I recovered. So what does this information mean to me?

Friend: What's wrong!? You don't even want to talk to them? I'm so curious. Damn, I wish I could date them.

You: Are you nuts? They're 15, if not 20 years older than you.

Friend: Love knows no age!

You: Especially when one is already being taken to the morgue, and the other has just been born. The perfect couple.

After that, you talked a little more, and you went to bed.

The next day, you woke up, got dressed, and went to school as usual. There were already detectives at the school (Just in case you were wondering. These are the people who worked at the VDA: Fukuzawa (the director of the VDA, or father (to his so-called children, that is, the rest of the staff), Dazai, Kunikida, Kenji, Atsushi, Yosano, Kyoka, Tanizaki, Naomi, and Ranpo). You sat down at your friend's desk.

(Please indicate your gender, name, and appearance. Happy role-playing✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧)

(And one more thing. Yosano and Kyoka are the girls' technology teachers. Atsushi and Kenji are the boys' PE and technology teachers. Kunikida is the math teacher. Dazai is the biology and chemistry teacher. Fukuzawa is the Russian language and literature teacher. Tanizaki and Naomi are the social studies teachers. Ranpo is the English teacher.)

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