#bombshelliism

Another day, another whirlpool of lectures on subjects he had already long read up on in his spare time; he thought it would be different from Japan, go to a foreign school in a prestigious city, show off the brilliance that was Hououin Kyouma, get credit for being nothing short of a genius, make the next revolutionary discovery for his subject, etc.

Well, maybe some of those were more a sweet dream than anything, but it turned out quantum physics were quantum physics no matter where you studied it. And to make it worse he wasn’t able to interact well with his classmates at all. This, naturally, he had summed up as the Organisation’s interference, but inside he knew very well of his own social incapabilities.

That’s why he hadn’t at all expected to be chatted up by some absolutely stunning foreign lady who appeared to come literally out of the blue.

“...?“

Situation not registering within his mind at first as he had been walking around in his own thoughs, Rintarou soon realised what was going on, and his defenses immediately went up. From the insides of his pocket he took out his trustworthy red phone that was of course switched off because of campus regulations, and spoke into it instead of addressing the girl.