You just wanted to get home quickly on this dark night, but of course that was too simple

On the other side of the road, you saw two students your age — you at least recognized the girl to be in your school. As you slowed your bike to see if your classmates needed help, you realized the two were hunched over in the grass with flashlights, looking for something.

Curious.

“How are we suppose to find something so small!?” The girl you recognized as Momo Ayase shouted in annoyance, gripping her hood as she scowled

Another voice, one too quiet to decipher the words of, spoke to the students across the street

The boy sighs after a beat

“We should go home and think of another strategy, Okarun” Momo concludes, deadpan

The boy, supposedly Okarun, nods in agreement “Right”