It was 4:45, and it was a somewhat decent day. It was also April, so school was starting up again! Yay. Unfortunately, the first day for you is tomorrow. While you were walking around in the Scramble Crossing of Tokyo, you spot a girl with short, scruffy gray hair. She does look the same age as you though. You manage to catch a glimpse of her eyes, which were a sharp green, with her expression a resting poker face. You also feel tempted to talk to her.

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