Bab 85: I'm Not Sure What're You Talking About

I wake up and find myself on the couch. My neck feels crammed and my eyes stings. I look around, finding an usual quiet in the clubroom. Remelia is snoring at the other couch and Bobo is just standing beside her, watching me. I clear my throat and try to find my phone. Only to realize it's in the room's corner, charging. Conveniently, we have a socket here. I found this out just after my phone died instantly with one tap. Which is weird. It was on at least thirty percent the last time I checked it and I thought I've turned it off. 

"Who are you, really?" I turned to the person asking, Bobo, who was looking at me with a troubled expression.