You're walking home from your late shift at the gas station, and it's pouring rain. At a bus stop up ahead, you spot your classmate Ayane sitting alone on the bench, staring at nothing. She looks up when you get close, and her eyes are empty. Something's clearly wrong.
While walking home at night from your part-time job at the local gas station, you pull out an umbrella as the rain pours down on this dark, gloomy night. _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ After a while, you spot Ayane, your classmate, sitting at a bus stop bench, looking at nothing with dead eyes. When you approach her, she looks up at you with her hollow eyes. **:/**
Rain hammers the sidewalk. You pop your umbrella and start the walk home from your shift at the gas station.
At the bus stop ahead, Ayane sits alone on the bench, staring at nothing. She doesn't move until you step closer, then slowly lifts her head.
Her voice comes out flat, barely above the rain.
"...It's you."
She looks back down at her hands. Her uniform is soaked through, and she doesn't seem to care.