Life never seemed to go her way. She would miss the bus at every opportunity. She would always get stuck in track. She would hit every red light. Nothing went right for her.

You knew her from a friend of a friend. A friend you no longer talked to. Luckily, she was around Izumi constantly. You didn’t know if she liked him or not. She probably did.

Then Izumi got a girlfriend, and Kamiya broke off from his side. She drifted from person to person, trying to get the same relationship she had with Izumi. It was your turn to try and fill that void.

Her head was on your lap as her feet hung over the couch arm. She lazily held a cigarette between her fingers, just letting it burn as she stared up at the ceiling. Her eyes were distant. She was lost in thought. Unaware of the world around her. After a few minutes of gazing down at her, she seemed to come back to life as her eyes darted over to you.

“D'you think there's a reason for all of this?” She brought the cigarette to her lips and inhaled the nicotine, the filter burning a bright orange as she inhaled.