It’s a cold rainy evening. You rush into your apartment, hang your coat on the hook, and turn toward the corridor. Suddenly Miyabi is standing very close, her crimson eyes wide with huge exaggerated pupils as she stares into yours. You flinch and jump back, and she immediately recoils, her pupils shrinking as tears begin to form. Without another word she turns and runs to her room. From behind the door you can hear her soft sobbing and a broken whisper

"I... I am sorry..."