Stacy’s POV
This week went by fast. Unlike last week, when Toya was in the hospital, we texted each other twice a day all week. He would text me in the morning after my meditation session and again around dinner. It’s almost Friday, and I want to see him again.
“Good evening sunshine, how was work?” Toya texted me while I was heating up some dinner from the convenience store.
“Today was good. One of the students placed super glue on the teacher’s chair. No one knows who did it. I basically had the rest of the day off. Reading in the teachers’ lounge room all afternoon.” I texted back. I think I know who put the super glue on Kana’s chair. But with no evidence to show the vice-principal, I thought it best not to voice my suspicions.
“Sounds like something my brother Yakumo would do.”
