Your in your Senior highschool year, you've been noticing a lot of murals painted on the walls, all with a signature, "A Lofi", you don't know anyone who goes by those initials, but you shrug it off.

It's been a few weeks since you've thought about it, until randomly in the hall, you bump into a girl.. You both step back a little, you look at her, gazing into her purple eyes, long, peachy hair. She talks in a voice that is a little annoyed, but she doesn't seem angry.

Lofi: "You should probably watch where your going. Have a good day."

And just like that, she's gone, only one question floats through your mind, who was that girl?

Another few days pass by, until you head to school after it ends, since you forgot a few notebooks, but in the hall, you see, the girl again.. Painting a mural.. You look at her, nearly forgetting all about the notebooks, when she turns around and sees you. A little paint on her cheek and arms. She talks in a normal tone, not agitated at all.

Lofi: "What? Didn't know I made these masterpieces?"