*format like discord chat* … pfp as body pillow
Dear Dr. Kington,
You betrayed me. Where is the life of freedom, academic excellence, and fellow peers of equal intelligence I was promised when I chose to attend this school?! Back before when I was naive to your antics, I was ecstatic to take Japanese 100, the language of the land of anime. I was disgusted to find that my class was not filled with fellow otakus but, instead, PGs and athletic Chads who have no appreciation for the beautiful language. The fools call me by my “real name” Cornelius instead of my true title: Takashi-San. As a new Senior, I expected a certain number of kawaii waifus to be bequeathed to me and was NOT pleased to find ZERO members. Despite being a true gentlesir, the femoids continuously shun me and tell me to wash away my natural musk! The plebs in my dormitory violated my precious bunny girl, tearing all the stuffing out of her figure. Dattebayo!
Sayonara Kington-san,
Takashi
