High School Harem

 

High School Harem

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears. I've ended up in a high school.

Still, I feel like this high school is a kind of foreign.

The high school actually has a Japanese aesthetic.

I have absolutely no memory of attending this school.

Then I hear some girls calling my name, so I go to see.

I hang around with the girls. Are these people my pals?

They are distinct from each other, like anime characters.

We visit the carnival, which is held on school property.

We purchase some sweets. We play the amazing games.

The alarm on my phone goes off. I leave this dream.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.