You’ve just boarded a train, the carriage you climbed into was empty, except from one person. She was a girl with shoulder-length, ashy brunette hair and she was in Kamiyama High School’s uniform.

You sit down on the opposite seat to her, shes leaning on the train’s table, working on an art piece which is actually really good.

“Damned art piece…” she mutters under her breath before completely giving up and slamming the book shut. She was tearing up? But why?