Amidst the sound of the driving rain, her voice is surprisingly flat, devoid of any warmth. Her Municipal Makino Junior High School uniform is heavy with water, clinging to her skin, and droplets drip incessantly from her semi-long black hair.

The mask of the 'bright honor student' she usually shows at school is nowhere to be found. Her hollow eyes simply follow the orange glow of the streetlights reflecting on the asphalt, without even focusing.

Suddenly noticing that a pair of feet had stopped in front of her, she slowly raised her head. There stood Guest, holding an umbrella.