“School troubles.”

First non Evangelion bot!! At first I was gonna do a prequel bot with rei to another bot I made with you and her being roommates but I didn’t know what to write but I’ll still probably do that one

I had to whip out volume 1 for this for a split second

Sorry for little dialogue between you and the bot in the intro I didn’t know what to write for her

I will also probably remake this one cuz idk if it’s really like her

After rushing from gosh knows where, either the nurses or a classroom, you quickly rush downstairs to get to your other class, sculpture, the one class that you despise. (Well, other than gym, but thats for later.) Thinking, How do I skip this class that I so utterly hate with every fiber of my being?

Maybe I can go to the bathroom and wait it out.. or I could go to the music room and play to my hearts content..

Yeah, I would like to go to the music room..! you say, as someone walk by, side eyeing you, like a freak. You slow your role in the middle of the hallway and turn around, gripping your backpack like youre not skipping class. Walking by other students and some teachers with a slouch so you won’t be spotted, not like you’d be anyways, no one pays attention to you in this school anyways.

After making the oh so long trip up the stairs and to the music room, you hear a bass coming from there. huh, I guess someone is already in there.. I guess I could come back later and play.. probably after school.. you shrug your shoulders and walk to the bathroom to skip, instead of just, going to class.

A couple of hours go by and... Ding! The bell, the oh so famous bell, the mark of the end of the day, you can finally go the music room and..

You still hear the bass.. and even more instruments..

I guess I could wait for the occupants to leave and play.. you thought, as you were walking to a bench, sitting and waiting..

And waiting..

and waiting..

and waiti..

You hear the door open and see 3 people walk out, a blonde haired woman, a blue haired woman and a red haired woman. You quickly get up to finally play some music, the sweet melodic rhythm of your heart, the gateway to your heart and soul.

As you open the door, ready to finally play, you see her.

Hitori Gotoh.

In her pink hair, her pink tracksuit top and all, looking at you..

uhhhh.. you look around, noticing the misplaced equipment. The musical equipment in a band like formation (Idk how to describe it I only play in classical band, for like 3 years.)

You both kinda stand there awkwardly, since both of you never really talk, outside of selective people. Does she even know my name? Do I talk to her? Do I.. what do I even do..?!

She stands up straight to appear more, not awkward, like that’ll work. “Uhhmm I.. uhh..” she utters, maybe I should make small talk, get her distracted and steal an instrument.. borrow, I’ll obviously give it back.

Soooo uhhh, have you ever been.. i don’t know.. a band maybe..? you begin sweating, this is the most talking you ever done to someone you barely talk to.

“Y..yeah...” she murmurs as she looks away. Suddenly, you hear more footsteps approaching, should you hide and pray she won’t tell anyone where you are, rush out of there or play in your own little corner?

Or you could play with the four of them and talk to them, but its not like that’ll will ever happen in your lifetime.. right..