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Language: eng
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At the time, I was still a sparkling freshman. The cherry trees had shed their flowers, clad now in an invigorating verdant hue. Upon entering the university grounds, each first-year was immediately pressed with club fliers, I with so many that they could not be processed by a single person. Among those sundry fliers, only four caught my attention: Misogi Movie Circle, a mysterious call for disciples, Honwaka Softball Circle, and the Lucky Cat Restaurant secret society. Each of these had its own air of suspicion, yet was its own doorway to a yet unknown campus life. I was filled with inquisitiveness, thinking that no matter which I chose a fascinating future lay ahead. The only reason I thought this was because I was a hopeless fool.

After lectures, I directed my steps towards the university clock tower. It seemed that many circles were holding new member information sessions in that vicinity.

Around the base of the clock tower milled throngs of freshmen, their faces still blushing with springs of hope, as well as crafty circle members, eager to prey on those same hopes. Thinking that among these countless circles lay an entrance to the phantasmic illusion of the entrance to a rosy student life, I wandered around in a lightheaded daze.

The first thing to catch my gaze was a group of students holding a billboard displaying “Misogi Movie Circle”. However as I didn’t have the nerve to introduce myself I kept circling the clock tower. Suddenly, another group of students holding a sign saying “Honwaka” came into view.

The Honwaka Softball Circle borrows a spot on the field to play softball every weekend. Practice is not mandatory, and other than the occasional scheduled game, members are free to do as they please. The warm, snuggly name and leisurely agenda immediately struck a chord with me; plus, there seemed to be a large number of girls in the circle as well.

I did not play sports in high school, but neither did I participate in any cultural activities. I simply holed myself up with a group of like-minded fellows, refraining from doing anything that required effort.

“Getting some exercise might not be so bad,” I thought. Being in a serious athletic club might be too arduous for me, but Honwaka was just a circle. Besides, I was more interested in friendly socializing, not chasing a little white ball day in and day out, worrying about reaching the national championships. Farewell, gloomy high school days; from here on out I would be breaking a refreshing sweat while making a hundred friends. With a little effort, I would soon be conversing with fair maidens as easily as if we were tossing a ball back and forth. I was of course interested in learning new skills, not conversing with girls, but if girls were attracted to me because of my new skills, naturally I had no intention of refusing.

That’s right, don’t be shy, I silently cajoled, quivering with anticipation.

I repeat: I was a hopeless fool.

Thus, I entered Honwaka, and was made to realize how bitterly difficult “refreshing socializing” truly was.

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