Life within the confines of the clubhouse was a bell curve of sorts, at least according to Akazawa Yukina. It would all start out very slow in the late mornings up until the afternoon before reaching their peak in the evenings until late midnight before dying down again.
"And now, gentlemen, it's the girl you all have been waiting for. Let's have a big round of applause for Ichi Soumna~"
"It's beginning..." Akazawa paused for a bit as she glanced at the young girl performing on stage. Before long, their patrons started flocking to her. With the attention gone, she concentrated more on polishing the glasses their customers left, stacking them neatly in a small tower, the colorful lights reflecting off the clear glass.
"Yukina, I'm on break. I'll be back in an hour."
Yukina merely nodded as she went back to tending to the thirsty males, shooting a glance at the glasses as it would be quite a while until she sees them all stacked neatly again.
Amidst the crowd clamoring for a glass of beer or two, Akazawa could make out some of her regulars. Well, not really the same people but rather, the category in which she classified them into.
There were the college students; University people who some perceive as all play and no actual studying done. Akazawa wasn't too quick to think so though. They usually order from the more cheaper of the selection. "Maybe they're just kicking off after passing their exams?"
Then there were the people who belonged in the upper echelons of society. The first to flaunt their stuff, they all seemed like thugs dressed in suits and ties to Akazawa. Can't say that she complains though as these people are the ones who tend to be the loneliest. "Trying to drink away their loneliness?"
Sometimes, she would spot the old veteran who forgets what he orders a few seconds after he did. Times like these, Akazawa would just serve him some coffee lest he gets any more drunk and senile. "Were the horrors of war too great in that he forgets everything else?"
Occasionally, someone would come in that wasn't like the rest, at least as first impressions go. Akazawa wasn't sure what makes them seem so different. Maybe it's the way they walk, or the look in their eyes. They tend to have the best stories to tell, at least the ones who take time to chat with the woman who serves them their beverages, instead of just focusing on the dancing girls on stage all the time. Tonight was one of those nights.
In contrast to the lively activity at the clubhouse, the mood within the school grounds were as dreary as ever. A slight drizzle dampened the already fading enthusiasm of the students attending their classes which would sometimes extend until the wee hours of the night, depending on their chosen electives. It was in this classroom that Kanako Shiina yawned as she struggled to stay awake despite the boring lecture. Even her forced attention was fading though as she slowly drowsed off, her attention fading as talks of statistics, means and medians were being drowned by silence.
"Kunisada, need I remind you that you cannot be allowed to sleep during class? Especially since your grades are so terrible?"
"You insist on making lectures boring..."
"Boring- Kunisada! You are hardly in the position to criticize me over my lectures!!"
Snap! Kanako immediately woke up as their teacher scolded the usual, sleepy Sachi Kunisada for drowsing off. This habit had always struck her as odd as there were more than ten of them, her included, who were always falling asleep in this particular class. Yet, it seems that only Kunisada took actual fire from it.
"Well, sucks to be her. I wouldn't be noticed by anyone--even if I'm to fall asleep right here..." Kanako sighed and opted to just scribble on her notebook to amuse herself.
When dismissal came along, most have started packing up to head home. Unfortunately for Kanako, she still had her Arts elective to attend to, which extends up until the later hours of the evening. Realizing that they had a quiz on various materials for today, she fumbled for her pen inside her bag only to realize that it was gone. She got down to look all over the room, beneath the chairs, in the corners by the door etc, to no avail.
"Aww...It always seem to vanish into another dimension, never to be seen again when this happens." Out of luck, she decided to just borrow one from a schoolmate. There was only one inside the room as of now.
"Nn...? How long was I asleep...?"
"Just the entire duration of the lecture." Kanako answers her question. Extending a hand, she got straight to the point. "Can I borrow a pen? I'll return it tomorrow morning."