Some day. In the school bus, on the way back.

You had to sit next to her. The fellow pilot, staring out of the window blankly, as the rain plattered on the glass. It was calming and unnerving at the same time. The seat next to her was the only one not taken. Of course it wasn’t. Some people even stood not wanting the seat. No one liked Rei Ayanami, the outcast. She didn’t say a single word as you sat down next to her.