《President of My Heart (Barack Obama x Yui Tamura)》DAY 1: The Election of Fate
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"Here's the field. It's big, innit?" says Tamura while pointing at the field filled with lush green grass.
The grass looks great! I don't think I should change anything about this.
"Ah, this is what I've been wanting to show you. The photography club room." he says to me while opening the door to the room.
"Oh-OHH YEAH" moans a pink-haired man. He seems to be using some kind of tentacle shaped dildo.
What in the h e double hockey sticks is going on here?
"Tamura, is this the right room?" I ask him with concern,
"Bloody hell, this is the correct one. What do you think this is; some kind of lame photography club?" he says in disgust,
"Don't be such a fockin' nonce" he says while staring at me with anger.
Didn't he say it was a photography club? Something's going on in this school..
A blond-haired man stands infront of me.
"President Obama! Welcome to the...Yarichin Bitch Club!!" he says while holding out a vibrator infront of my face.
"That right there is our club president, Ayato Yuri." He says while pointing at the moaning man in the corner.
I..I need to get out of here.
I quickly put on my rollerblades and zoom out of the room.
"OI, OBAMA MAN! COME BACK 'ERE YA SKANK" yells Tamura while chasing me.
I look around me for a place to hide.
Yes! There's an empty classroom right there!
I turn up my engine on my rollerblades and speed on over to the empty room.
I quickly shut the door.
"Er, are you in the right class?" asks a purple-haired man.
Him and what seems to be a teacher start staring at me.
"You seem familiar..are you Barack Obama?" the teacher asks while having a shocked facial expression.
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"Indeed, I am Obama." I say to him.
Oh, I'm getting distracted. There's no time for chit-chat right now! That blue-haired rat still trying to find me!
"Can you both help me? I need to hide from-" as I explain to them my situation, the classroom door gets kicked down.
"BLIMEY, I'M IN FOCKIN' SHAMBLES TRYING TO FIND YER ARSE!" he yells at me.
Does he really think he's so tough? Kids these days..
As I'm lost in my thoughts, he starts dragging me to the empty classroom next door.
"Obama..do you not like the club? We wanted to make a welcome party for you.." he says with a sad tone in his voice,
Maybe I misjudged him, he really seems like he wants me to be friends with me..
"Alright, I'll go back to the club. Introduce me to everyone." I say to Tamura while holding his hand.
"Oh?" he says while staring at our hands linked together,
"I see you've gotten more comfortable with me." he says while smirking,
We walk out of the class together.
"Ah, hold on." he says as he lets go of my hand and goes to the classroom next to us.
"SHIKATANI, STOP SHAGGING HIM YA WANKER" he yells,
"Come to the club room, we need to do a proper introduction to Obama." he says while a purple-haired man walks out of the classroom.
"Come on now." he says to me while linking our hands together again.
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