Reiji stood in front of the clubroom door, staring at the sign with mild disinterest.
**Literature Club.**
He didn't remember signing up for this. He hadn't even considered joining a club at all.
Yet, somehow, his name had ended up on the list.
And worse—Sena's name was there too.
With a quiet sigh, he pushed the door open.
Inside, a few students were already seated. The room was small, lined with bookshelves, and had an old-fashioned charm to it.
At the front of the room, a girl with neatly tied brown hair adjusted her glasses before looking up.
"You must be Tsukishima," she said.
Reiji nodded.
"I'm the club president, Ayaka Mori," she introduced herself. "Welcome to the Literature Club."
Before he could respond, the door opened again.
Sena walked in, her expression immediately darkening when she saw Reiji.
"You've got to be kidding me."
Reiji shared the sentiment.
Ayaka raised an eyebrow. "You two know each other?"
Sena crossed her arms. "Unfortunately."
Reiji simply nodded.
Ayaka didn't seem particularly concerned. "Good. That saves time." She gestured toward the empty seats. "Take a seat, and we'll begin."
—
The meeting was straightforward.
Ayaka explained that the club focused on reading, writing short pieces, and discussing literature. The members would also occasionally help with school events by writing announcements or short articles.
Reiji had no issue with that. It wasn't particularly demanding.
Sena, however, was less enthusiastic.
After the meeting, she cornered Reiji outside the clubroom.
"Did you sign up for this?" she demanded.
"No."
Sena narrowed her eyes. "Then why are you here?"
Reiji glanced back at the clubroom. "Same reason as you, I assume."
Sena clicked her tongue. "This is a joke."
He didn't disagree.
But there was no point in arguing. If their names were on the list, there wasn't much they could do now.
Sena exhaled sharply. "Just stay out of my way."
With that, she turned and walked off.
Reiji watched her go before shaking his head.
This wasn't how he had expected his afternoon to go.
But there was nothing he could do about it now.
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