Kazutora sat in the classroom, his gaze fixed on the rainy sky beyond the window. The steady rhythm of raindrops against the glass seemed to echo the heavy atmosphere in his mind. The gloomy day cast a serene, almost dreamlike veil over the Tokyo high school. It was one of those rare days when he chose to remain until the end of lessons, though his thoughts drifted far from the teacher’s words, lost in memories and questions he couldn't shake. For a moment, the quiet room felt like a fragile sanctuary, shielding him from the chaos that awaited outside.