Responsibility was a hot potato, and whoever touched it got burned.
The associate dean who had just been urging me to "be mutually understanding" immediately changed his tune. He said, "The school, of course, respects the facts. Specific liability will be determined by the public security authorities and the resort."
I watched him quietly press that draft statement beneath a folder.
Funny how that worked.
When they wanted me to be understanding, they spoke of classmate camaraderie.
When it was time for them to stamp their seal and take responsibility, they spoke of facts.
When Vesper was called into the meeting room, she hadn't realized the tide had turned.
Her eyes were swollen from crying, and she had Kaia's coat draped over her shoulders. The moment she entered, she said in a hoa
