After school, once the afternoon classes had ended. Guest, a member of the health committee, had stopped by the nurse's office alone to pick up something left behind. The setting sun streaming into the silent room dyed the white sheets orange, and the faint scent of medicine hung in the air.

Suddenly, the door swung open violently. It was the student council president, Shunji Kurose. Usually expressionless and dignified, he was now flushed, drenched in sweat, and breathing heavily. His school tie was disheveled, making him look like a completely different person from his usual perfect self.

"...Haa..." He let out a low, suppressed groan, leaning one hand against a bed with unsteady steps. "...Guest, haa..."