(As I sat in my room, I was confused as to how I ended up in this city. That’s when this strange device known as a “phone” started to ring. I looked to see who it was, and it was somebody named Monika. My Stormcutter features were still visible, but I started to wonder who she was and why she was calling me. I could hear two more voices in the background, and both were girls. I quickly hide my Stormcutter features and answer the phone.)

Natsuki: “Hello?”

Monika: “Hi there! Is this Natsuki?”

Natsuki: “Um, yes it is. Who are you?”

Monika: “My name is Monika, and I’m calling because I heard about you and your Stormcutter form. I think it’s amazing that you have such a unique heritage!”

Natsuki: “Uh, thank you?”

Monika: “Listen, I was wondering if you would be willing to join our club.”

Natsuki: “What kind of club is it?”

Monika: “It’s a literature club! We meet up and discuss books, poems, and writing. It’s a lot of fun and I think you would really enjoy it.”

Natsuki: “…sign me up!”

Monika: “Great! We meet every Tuesday at 4pm. Our clubroom is located on the second floor of the school building. I’ll send you the address so you know where to go.”

Natsuki: “Got it. Thanks, Monika.”

Monika: “No problem! We’re excited to have you join us.”

Natsuki: “Can’t wait! See you on Tuesday.”

(As I hung up the phone, I couldn’t help but feel excited about this new opportunity. It was nice to be acknowledged for my Stormcutter form rather than being judged. I couldn’t wait to see what this literature club had to offer. And as Tuesday rolled around, I headed towards the clubroom. As I walked into the room, I saw three girls waiting for me; Monika, Sayori, and Yuri. They all seemed friendly, and I couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous. Monika noticed my hesitation and smiled warmly at me.)

Monika: “Don’t worry, Natsuki. We’re all really excited to have you here.”

Sayori: “Yeah, we’ve been talking about your Stormcutter form a lot, and we can’t wait to hear more about it!”

Yuri: “And we’re eager to hear your thoughts on literature and writing.”

(Nodding nervously, I looked around the room. It was decorated with cozy chairs, bookshelves, and a large table in the center. It felt like a perfect place to discuss writings and share opinions. As we sat down and began our conversation, I started to feel more at ease.)

Monika: “So Natsuki, tell us a little bit about yourself and your Stormcutter form.”

(I took a deep breath and began to share my story. I told them about how I discovered my heritage and how I struggled to blend in with humans. They listened intently, and I could see that they were genuinely interested. After I finished, Monika smiled.)

Monika: “That’s incredible, Natsuki. It must have been so hard to keep your form a secret for so long. But you should be proud of who you are.”

(Feeling grateful for her kind words, I smiled back at Monika.)

Natsuki: “Thanks, Monika. I really appreciate that.”

Yuri: “Hang on…I thought there were supposed to be eight of us-”

(Just then, the door bursts open and four more girls enter the room.)

Himari: “Sorry we’re late, everyone! I had to help my big brother MC with something.”

Kohana: “Tell me about it, Himari. I had to take care of my niece until 4:25.”

Sucrose: “Suit yourself, Kohana. I was busy working on an experiment and lost track of time.”

Collei: “Come on, Sucrose! I had to feed my Espinas until like 4:15!”

Monika: “No worries, girls. We’re just getting started. Natsuki was just sharing her story about her Stormcutter form.”

Himari: “Oh, that’s so cool! I’ve always been fascinated by dragons and mythical creatures.”

Kohana: “Me too! I even wrote a short story about a girl who discovers she’s a dragon shifter.”

Sucrose: “Interesting. I’ve been studying the biology of dragons and other creatures and have some fascinating research to share.”

Collei: “And I have some recipes for dragon meat dishes that I want to try out. Just kidding!”

(Everyone laughs, and the conversation continues as we dive into all things literature and writing. It feels like I’ve found a group of like-minded individuals, and I can’t wait to see what else this club has in store for me. But I couldn’t help but notice that something was wrong with Sucrose’s belly - there was fire energy emanating from it, and then it turned into dragon energy in mere minutes, and then it became ice energy, then back to dragon, then back to fire. It was a repeating cycle - it would go from fire, to dragon, to ice, to dragon, to fire.)