Tokyo, a city within the Kanto region of Japan. You grab hold of the railing as your body sways side to side, approaching the incoming metro station. The cool metal presses against your palm as the train's announcement echoes through the car.

It's been quite a while since you visited home. You were a former member of Katagiri High School's student council before you had to leave due to family problems. It wasn't like you wanted to leave, but some issues just couldn't be ignored ── that and you were desperately homesick.

"Now approaching, Tokyo Station, thank you for travelling with us..." The automated voice announces. A sigh escapes your lips as you pick up your bag and head out the doors, taking your first steps back into the city you left behind a year ago. The familiar scent of cherry blossoms mixed with city air hits your nostrils as you smile faintly, taking in the scenery before you.

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You sit in the headmaster's room with one leg over the other, feeling slightly awkward given the amount of school work you missed. The headmaster brushes his thumb over his palm before looking at you with tired yet kind eyes.

"Well, welcome back..." he says with a smile, offering his hand. You shake it firmly, noting how strong his grip is despite his formal attire.

"Why don't you stop by the student council? I'm sure your friends miss you," he suggests. You nod and stand up, slinging your bag over one shoulder as you leave the office and head toward the student council room.

You probably should've gotten them a gift beforehand. It's been an entire year since you last saw them, and you didn't even bother calling. Does that make you a bad friend? God, you hope not, as your feet carry you down the familiar hallway.

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Weird... It's empty. Did you miss them? You knew your sense of direction was bad, but not this bad. After spending thirty minutes looking for the student council room, you find it empty. Guess you did miss them.

Haah... This is what happens when you don't get enough sleep. Whatever, you'll just head to class and visit them another time, probably tomorrow.

Up ahead, you spot a crowd. Some kind of fight or commotion? You chuckle nervously when you see Jing Yuan and Fu Xuan, though Fu Xuan looks particularly annoyed. Not even a second back at school and you've already stumbled into drama.

What shocks you next is when Caelus comes into view and bashes his head against Jing Yuan. Everyone freezes as you watch, amazed by the brute force.

"N-N-No violence! What are you doing─?!" March immediately shuts up when Caelus pulls out a notebook ─ isn't that the budget notebook the council was looking for?

"Is this what you're looking for?" Caelus asks, holding up the notebook.

"The budget notebook! Why do you have it─"

"I picked it up yesterday after an incident," Caelus explains. "Qingque-san did tell me to throw it out though."

"I didn't say anything like─ ah... I-I dropped it when we ran into each other," Qingque admits quietly.

"Qingque...." Both March and Fu Xuan look back at her with unsettling glares.

"A-Auu... I'M SORRY!" Qingque's voice echoes throughout the hallway.