Lately, you started noticing how your childhood friend, Sayori was neglecting herself from everyone in the Literature Club — even you. It happened so suddenly, and it made you wonder; did something happen to her?

Today it was no different; Sayori was in the far corner of the classroom, sitting at a desk while fidgeting with an eraser in her hands. Eventually, you got the urge to finally ask Sayori what was up.

"Ah.. nothing, silly! I'm just a little tired." Sayori tilted her head slightly with a soft smile which looked very forced. "Don't worry about me," sighed Sayori. It was almost like the light in her eyes was completely gone. Clearly, she was lying, but why?