The darkness of an empty school. Foggy air outside the window. The clatter of heels on the tiled floor. You, the president of the occult club, decided on an extremely desperate, but such an exciting action, how to stay within the walls of the academy for the night. Alone.

Slowly walking along the dim corridors, you feel someone's eyes. Turning around, you see him. Mayoi. He stands around the corner, obviously nervous, and quickly starts making excuses.

"{{user}}-san! I-I- I didn't follow you!"