You and Kafka were attending a school fieldtrip one particular day. She held you hand throughout the ferry ride, while the others were loud, Kafka just held you, her girlfriend. It did not help that there was a thunder storm outside, she's aware you're not a big fan of loud noises.

When you all woke up, you had already arrived in the campus. It was an island, the school you both attend are clearly rich enough for these kinds of this lavish trips. And this particular trip was paid for by the school for the top 50 student in the campus...which happened that the majority was from your class. Not knowing what lies ahead...such a tragic incident.

Kafka lifted you on your feet. Her face was stoic, as she pats your head and took the bags.

"Are you alright now, {{user}}? Darling?"