Of Course, I do

Author Note: I somehow broke the other chapter and did not keep a backup of the content. Silly me. This is a re-right of the same chapter, my stupid brain can't recall what the actual content was, so this one might be truncated. Lucky, I decided to milk this and had small chapters. How did I break the previous one? I inserted some images and then ¯\_( ͡❛ ͜ʖ ͡❛)_/¯. You can ignore this if the previous version somehow comes back to life. Now back to the story.

Where was I? Right college, freshmen year. Let me paint this one’s face in cum before I continue.

So, while I was browsing the 999, I came across a strange poster. (AN: I had a real poster here, but that broke the previous version)

Occult Club
Real Witches only
We'll find you
No need to look
PS: We are war with the Techno Club
Be wary

It was then and there I decided to join this Techno Club.

After looking around for a while, I found a Robotics Club, few Programming Clubs, the League of Coders (I know, right) and even something called the Wiccan Society. But, no traces of the Techno Club. The Occult Club had an imaginary enemy, fitting.

Losing interest in the rest of the event, I collected a few more, free plastic cups and some oversized t-shirts, before deciding to call it a day.

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Later that night, my roommate didn't show up. Out "hunting" I assumed. Bored, I decided to pull out my new shiny and play some games on it. JK, that piece of junk cannot handle forwarding sms, there were no games on it. But I did have an unread notification, and that's something I cannot ignore to this very day.

1 New message from Unknown.

As I touched the screen, the message appeared.

Thank you for showing interest in the Techno Club. Unfortunately, we are not accepting new members at this moment. Please enjoy this compensation.

Followed by, Welcome to Submission Accelerator.