When I returned from the cafeteria, I noticed that there was a small, unusual gap in the middle of my textbook. Checking it, I found a small piece of paper. On the paper was mentioned that I had to meet this person, whoever they were, in the old school building after school today. "Old school building, eh?" That sure sounds nostalgic. I very well knew who was the one behind this. Just as instructed in the paper, after school, I went to the old school building. This time I didn't waste time and climbed the stairs to the second floor. I pulled out my phone and dialed a certain someone's number. After making sure the other side had picked, I put the phone back inside the pocket. Without knocking, I opened the door to Class 2-A. What greeted me first was her long black hair along with her short skirt fluttering. She was standing by the window with her back towards me. The rays of sun that were peeking from the window shone on her lustrous black hair. She had a pa
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