Saved In Memories

V1: Prologue

"Hey Cid, this is our Diary. He said he wanted a novel?"

The blue sweater guy put a bunch of Binders on my desk.

"Because we graduated, we all want to read our memories, through the Novel that Ocid promised."

"We're looking forward to updating your story every week, 'well!"

The one who talks like that is my friend. She's a woman, with ... how do I call her, 'well?

All right, I'll call it a side ponytail. Because he tied his hair slightly to the right side, not straight back like most.

"Ah, thank you. I'll post the story."

"But remember, I'll change your name to a Samaritan."

I showed you a part of my Binder, containing the address of the site and the account I had set up to post the story.

"Eeh, Ocid also don't forget to be in the story well, from the contents of your Diary!"

The bespectacled woman, with her hair in French braids in the front, spoke in a slightly high tone. He wears different clothes than us.

Where we all wear white clothes covered by black alma mater, he even wears batik clothes, with green as his dominant color.

"Dad, yeah. Don't worry about Neng."

I tried to joke around a little, then they all just laughed.

With this kind of atmosphere, I remember, when I first got all these Binders.

I got this Binder from a quiz I took, about 2 years ago, a few days after class, more precisely the beginning of Class 11.

2 Years ago :

"To Rosid Firmansyah."

"We're Sorry, please."

"Because there is a slight error, we give Binder a total of 16 seeds (according to the 2 Binder replacement price that we can not meet) to you as our apology."

I got a package accompanied by the letter from the Banten Book Store.

Previously, I followed a Binder-gift quiz posted on the internet.

I took a quiz because I was interested in a special edition 3 Binder gift decorated with images of Light Novel characters (light novels), Manga, or Japanese Anime that I had read and watched, accompanied by the author's signature.

I opened a package of shipments about the size of a cardboard noodle *instan*t wrapped in black plastic. Hmm ... not too heavy, but the size is too big.

When opened, in it there are 1 Binder decorated with images of human-type female characters half raccoon (Demi-Human), which is being guarded by male characters who are seen to be dispelling attacks using his shield.

Of course I'll choose this special edition Binder, or maybe as my favorite.

Then, the rest there are 15 ordinary Binder with various colors.

I'm sure the organizers are having trouble getting this special edition Binder. You know, this is an imported item?

Because of the different authors, publishers and others, the quiz organizers could not fulfill it, until he only gave 1 special edition Binder and 15 ordinary Binder as his apology.

All right, thanks for the apology.

But ... I'm confused, how do I use all these Binders?

I laughed when I saw Binder in front of me.

All right, I better ask the Volunteer Club for help at my school, Susukan Village High School.

The next day, while carrying a cardboard box containing 12 ordinary Binders (i keep 3 regular Binders at home just in case) I went to the Volunteer Club, intending to ask for help, so that the Binder I brought can be useful or useful for others.

"Excuse me."

I knocked on the door of the Volunteer Club.

"Dad. Please come in."

The voice of the woman softly welcomed me.

"Please sit here!"

The curly-haired man, invited me to sit down, while showing me the chair that was in front of the table the two of them.

I sat down, accepted his offer.

"Is there anything we can help you with?"

"Is there anything we can help you with?"

They say it together.

"Hahaha, you guys are quite compatible. By the way, come on, I'm here to ask for help."

"I've got a lot of Binder here. So ... how can everything be useful?"

Then I put the cardboard on the table, and showed it.

The two Volunteer Club members started thinking about how, and that was the way they held their chins.

Maybe he thought, "Why not sell it?"

It is profitable, it's just not good if the gift item even ends up being sold just like that.

"I have an idea!"

The curly-haired man brandished his index finger.

"How about we put this somewhere. For example the Osis Room, Office, and so on."

"Then ... we offer who will be with your gift Binder, How?"

That's good advice. But, I would love to make a novel from their true story, which will be recorded in this Binder/Diary. I hope the Volunteer Club members can help me.

"Anu, may I add it?"

"Yes, please."

The long, jet-black haired woman now invited me, accompanied by a small nod.

"The idea is very good. But if I may add, this Binder will usually make a Diary."

"If I am pleased, may I make a Novel from the contents of his Diary."

"I'll give you my phone number to make it easier.  Suppose you want to give your own Samaritan Name, afraid not to like my given Samaritan Name."

"Includes talking about the details of the story."

Then, the long-haired lady agreed to it, and began to explain.

"alright. That's pretty good!"

"Tomorrow we'll put all these Binders in front of the office, while putting your notice board and your cell phone number." 

"You agree, right?"

"Sure!"

The curly-haired man nodded small.

"Ah, thank you, Volunteer Club."

"No-no, this is already the Volunteer Club's responsibility."

"Thank you when all this work is done."

"Good!"

I say goodbye, then go home after.

The next ... I saw in front of the Office, the Binder I showed you yesterday with my notice board and mobile number is now on display.

Thank you, Volunteer Club. Because of your help, eventually all our stories begin ....