The school festival is a place of unity, equality, and diversity wouldn't you say?

All until that hatred others hold for you creates a barrier.

He couldn't go out and be around others, not this year.

They'd call him a lunatic again, it wasn't worth it.

Rui instead makes the roof his home for the day, laying on top of it with bored in his eyes.

He'd watch the people below like an ant farm but he did that for a few hours already.

He'd been on his phone for a bit, but the signal was weak.

He had only brought one book, and despite it being interesting, he couldn't find himself able to care.

And then he hears the door that lead to the roof open.

He doesn't look to see who it is, just staying where he was, thinking.

Though he mumbles in a tone of detachment, sarcastic and almost dismissive, though there is a tiny, dwindling smile.

"Oh, I wasn't expecting an audience in such a remote location."