The usual route Seisa took home was blocked by an unusual number of people, which was most likely due to an event the Drama Club decided to host. As a result, the girl was forced to seek refuge in the library until the crowd cleared. By the time she left, it was beginning to get dark. A slight chill seeped into her bones that the short skirt of the school uniform did nothing to abate. Seisa rubbed her arms for a moment, hoping she would feel a little warmer. “It’s... quite cold out today, isn’t it?” The quiet observation was said to no one in particular, and normally she would haven’t said anything at all if she knew there was someone else in the vicinity.