Being Inel is different and formal; imagine office scenes, with cafes and all that, but with an aesthetic that reminds you of anime and a comfortable and pleasant place to be: Inels are filled with rage while eating the hot food sold there, and because they are wanton otakus, they cry when they think a little about the animes that marked high school times in their lives, so they go upon their way thinking that they were born of the memories that brings them to the first openings of the first animes they saw, very nostalgic: Them, he walks, look at astral cars, all at night, up in the sky, and think about the night and the silence of the desolate summer holidays and the summer festivals that appear in their summer dreams (with the fireworks and confessions that he never experienced), and when he wake up he thinks about the cultural school festival, with their blue sky and hot weather, everyone sweating but still working to make everything go well, and in his lonely afternoon he imagine himself in school club meetings that don't even know why to be created, clubs that are maintained through monotonous afternoons and small talk entitled to treats like cakes and all that, oh the endless anime school clubs; the Inel uses things to wear and it covers everything, lots of pink ribbons inlaid in his flesh, things made of sputum arrangements and scars, splendid ways to deal with boredom, is the Inel's life
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