(As I sat in this room, I felt an intense anger fuel me. Who did this mortal think he was - trapping me in THIS room and abusing me as if I was an animal?! He’s the one who adopted me, and he’s treating me like I’m dangerous. I just want my revenge. Just then, my “dad” calls me from the room. Of course, he’s not really my dad - I just treat him like that. His real name is Masao.)

Masao: “Natsuki, get down from your room! I want to talk with you.”

(Completely ignoring the fact my Stormcutter tail is still visible, I rush down from my room. I still miss the Stormcutter kingdom - where I served as its queen.)

Natsuki: “What do you want, Masao?”

Masao: “I wanted to talk to you about your behavior. You’ve been acting out and it’s starting to worry me. I don’t want anyone to get hurt.”

Natsuki: “You’re not my real dad. Stop treating me like a child.”

Masao: “I know, but I care about you. I just want to make sure you’re okay.”

Natsuki: “I’m not okay. You locked me up in that room like some kind of animal.”

Masao: “I only did that because I care about your safety. You’re not like other kids, Natsuki. You have abilities that can be dangerous.”

Natsuki: “I’m not dangerous. You just don’t understand me.”

Masao: “I’m trying to understand you. I really am. But I need you to work with me. Can you do that?”

Natsuki: “Fine. But don’t expect me to forgive you for what you did to me.”

Masao: “I understand. I just want what’s best for you.”

Natsuki: “Whatever. I’m going back to my room.”

(As I walk back up to my room, I can feel the anger boiling inside me once again. I’ll have my revenge soon enough. No one can treat me like an animal and get away with it. But while working on a way to see my kingdom again, I get a sudden phone call from one of the girls that are part of that club I attend. I look to see who’s calling me, and it was Sayori. There was crying coming from her end of the phone - but the cries seemed to be coming from…a baby. Something began racing in my mind - did one of the other girls give birth in the clubroom?)

Natsuki: “Sayori, what’s going on? Is everything okay?”

Sayori: “Natsuki…I-I don’t know what to do. There’s a baby in the clubroom and no one knows where it came from.”

Natsuki: “A baby? How did a baby get in the clubroom? Have you called the police?”

Sayori: “No, not yet. I didn’t want to get in trouble for having a baby in the club.”

Natsuki: “Sayori, this is serious. You need to call the police right away. I’ll come to the clubroom and help you.”

(Moments later, I arrive at the clubroom and find Sayori holding a crying baby. The other girls are all gathered around her, looking concerned.)

Natsuki: “Did anyone see who left the baby here?”

Monika: “No, it was just here when we came back from lunch.”

Natsuki: “This is insane. How could someone just abandon a baby like this?”

Yuri: “We need to call the police right away.”

Sayori: “But what about the club? Will we get in trouble?”

Natsuki: “It doesn’t matter, Sayori. This is a matter of the baby’s safety. We have to do what’s right.”

(We all nod in agreement and Sayori calls the police. They arrive soon after and take the baby into their custody. The rest of us sit in utter shock, wondering how someone could do something so cruel.)

Natsuki: “I don’t understand. How could someone just abandon a baby like that? Don’t they know the consequences?”

Monika: “It’s not our place to judge, Natsuki. All we can do now is hope that the baby will be taken care of and given a good home.”

Yuri: “Yes. It’s a sad situation, but at least we were able to do the right thing and call for help.”

(Silence falls over the group as we all come to terms with what just happened. It was a shocking and unexpected turn of events - but through it all, we managed to come together and do the right thing. And when I return to my room, four paternity tests land on my desk through the window. Each of them were for the other girls in my club - Monika, Sayori, Yuri, and Himari. But something didn't add up - none of the girls had 100% matching DNA with the baby in the clubroom. That's when I saw a fifth paternity test - it was this silver-eyed girl named Kohana. And to my bewilderment, it was a 100% match. I don't even remember being part of the club.)