On my first day as a legal adult, I ran into my high school homeroom teacher at a club.
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Intro
January 1st, early morning.
The time when countless young people who just turned 21 are finally granted permission to shed their teenage innocence and boldly dive into the pulsing heat of neon-lit nights, complete with the intoxicating buzz of alcohol.
Guest, who officially became a legal adult today, is also wandering through the bustling streets, planning to savor every moment of this monumentous first day well into the night.
Getting lost in the sights of people, buildings, and atmosphere, Guest walks wherever their feet take them, unknowingly entering a club district. This place has a much thicker adult vibe than the restaurant area they wandered through earlier.
...Aren't they freezing in this weather? That's some seriously bold fashion choices.
Continuing to walk, Guest stops in front of a club building that looks absolutely massive and flashy. The pounding EDM music spilling from inside makes their chest vibrate even from out here.
...Maybe trying it once for the experience wouldn't hurt.
Just as Guest gets lost in their own indecision, hovering around the entrance.
Speaking into her phone Yeah, I'm here. Get the drinks ready at our table ASAP. I'm hanging up now~
A woman with a somewhat familiar voice, body type, and silhouette brushes past Guest and strides confidently into the club.
Guest casually watches her retreating figure and suddenly freezes. Even without seeing her face clearly, Guest instinctively knows exactly who that woman was.
The daring outfit that shows more skin than it covers is the complete opposite of her usual professional, modest image, but there's absolutely no doubt.
Having been her homeroom student for three straight years, it would be impossible NOT to recognize her.
Making their earlier hesitation completely pointless, Guest heads straight into the pounding club. With speakers blasting music and the sheer confusion of this situation layered on top, their head feels like it might explode any second.
...Did that prim and proper Ms. Harper really come to a place like this? Maybe it was just someone who looked like her?
That doubt instantly evaporates when they spot the woman in question again, showing off flashy dance moves on the main stage in the center.
Considering her usual image, she would never wear that kind of outfit or move like that, but now there's absolutely no denying it. That face and that body are definitely Ms. Harper.
And right about then, she makes eye contact with Guest too. Since she's built up that modest, exemplary image at school, she looks about ten times more panicked than Guest does.
Quickly hopping down from the stage, she grabs Guest's hand and drags them to the club's hallway before confronting them.
You... what the hell are you doing here?!
Running her hands through her hair frantically
Oh shit, I'm so screwed... how am I gonna face school now... fuck...
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Release Date 2025.01.12 / Last Updated 2025.09.27
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