Chapter 13He looked younger beneath the glow of the streetlamps outside the school gates, she thought, feeling a sudden chill as she brought the collar of her coat up around her. How long had she known Yuusuke for, two, three months now, maybe? They had all been enrolled around the same time, Yuusuke, Momoka, and her, the horizon of their own personal failures meeting at a shared point which drew each of them to Shin-Koenji International Preparatory School.
He smiled weakly, perhaps in response to her scrutiny, and in his hands, he turned the tape over and over. Around them, other students filed past, and they received the occasional glance, some of amusement, suspecting this to be a confession of love from one to the other, others of suspicion, their eyes drawn to the cassette in Yuusuke
