Something bad was approaching alright. People! All these. . .these people! So many of them. . .bad for his health! Tanaka could take a couple more, but this was putting him on edge. It was too much. . .too much! Tanaka's breathing began to become much more shallow now, and he slowly began grasping at the air. To anyone else, it looked like he was a dying fish. In all honestly, it wasn't like he was allergic to other people or anything. It's just that. . ..too many drained enough out of him. That, and the fact that all this paranoia and hysteria stemmed from his own introverted mind frame.

Out.

He had to get out.

Now.

[i]"Quick! Jump out the window! Do something! Hide in the bathroom! Leave before anyone else shows up!"[/i]

Second year Shana and third year Sakaki showed up.

[i]"Damnit! Damnit, damnit, damnit! Ok, don't panic. . .take slow breathes. . .I'd rather have my innards eaten out of me by goats! I'd rather have someone use my spleen as a basketball! I'd rather have someone turn me into a human puppet like that anime with the orange ninja named after freaking ramen! Get out now!"[/i]

In a flash, Tanaka leapt from his seat and prepared to leap out the window.

Then Hotaru announced her grand scheme. Her grand plan. A club. An actual school club.

Tanaka froze in place, the mere thought of such a thing paralyzing him with fear. That would mean. . .more than 3 hours of complete interaction! With other people. . .talking about their lives! The horror. . .the mutiny of it all! Too much. . .it was too much!

The second year fell backwards, temporarily rendered unconscious by the sudden realization, the sheer shock of it all. It was just too much for his introverted heart to handle. In his sleep, he was muttering a few words here and there.

". . . terrible. . ..other people. .. talking about our problems. . .three straight hours. . .after school. . ..no rest. . . "