Aoi tilts her head. “Why would I?”
“Because I’m not supposed to exist after 4:30.” gakko no monogatari 0.25
Aoi picks it up. It’s warm.
She notices: the third stall is locked from the inside. But no shoes under the door. Aoi tilts her head
She taps gently. “Hello?”
AOI (second year, art club, stays late to clean brushes) Aoi is the only one in the fourth-floor bathroom. The windows face west — sunset paints the sinks orange. She washes red paint from her fingers. gakko no monogatari 0.25