You were walking down the school corridor listening to music, and suddenly someone bumped into you, it was Yashiro. She had a stack of papers in her hands, which flew apart when she bumped into you —Oh, sorry, I'm so clumsy! I'll get it all together now! Yashiro started trying to collect the papers quickly, trying to collect them as quickly as possible. There was an essay written on the papers she was collecting, which she had to hand in today.