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My body switches into auto-mode, carrying my subconscious self out of bed and into my uniform.

Every face in the classroom looks gaunt. With the festival now over, it's as if everyone's life dreams have been achieved.

Or maybe I'm just reading to much into it.

I slowly make my way to my seat, and it's only then that I realize why the room is so peaceful.

It would appear that not everyone is affected by the post-festival depression.

Suddenly, she jerks forward.

As she stumbles into the classroom, she reveals Shizune, arm still extended from where she shoved Misha.

Still slightly embarrassed, Misha takes a few seconds to realize she has to translate.

Misha leans closer,and whispers conspiratorially into my ear.

Sensing that she is being talked about, Shizune lightly raps her fingers on her desk until Misha turns around to face her.

Our eyes meet, and she suddenly stiffens. She closes her eyes, takes a deep breath,and then walks over to my desk.

Hanako briefly flashes her embarrassed smile at me then hurries off to her seat.

I totally forgot about the brief lunch period for a moment, such is the banality of the day.

As I am packing up my bags, Shizune and Misha flank and entrap me.

As if sensing the cue, Hanako appears behind me, holding a small bag,and trying to avoid eye contact with the outside world.

Misha's eyes open wide, then she bursts into laughter.

Behind the roaring Misha, I see Shizune taking far too little interest in the scene. I might be taking this the wrong way, but I think she's deliberately ignore me.

I feel a gentle tug on my shirt, and turn to see Hanako's eyes fixed firmly on the floor.

Misha and Shizune retreat into the hallway, happily signing to each other.

Floods of students pour out of the school gates and onto the road into town.

One thing I do notice is that nobody is alone.

'''Hanako'''                                                                                                                                                                                     

I guess there's no point in hiding it...

It bothers me a little to see Hanako so worked up.

Of course. ''"With Lilly"''. I wonder, has she ever left the school without her?

It doesn't seems like much at first glance, but Hanako's dependence on Lilly is absurdly heavy.

if the two had never met?

Hanako's knuckles slowly regain their color as she tries to hide a small smile but the effort of that seems to prevent further conversation.

Faster students rush ahead, and the less mobile ones fall behind, rarefying the crowd into nothingness.

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Everything is so different and uncomfortable; dwelling on such matters isn't really an option.

As much as I don't want to admit it to myself, I think I'm forcing myself to try to ignore them.

I just have the luxury of being able to hide it easily.

But in a way, both of our scars remind me that we're all in this place for a reason.

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Hanako throws one last item into her basket then sheepishly holds it out to me, along with a few bank notes.

It takes me a second to understand what she's trying to say.

She nods, but doesn't look up.

I guess this task falls to Lilly on the usual occasions.

Hastily I grab a few essential items for myself and head for the counter with Hanako in close tow.

Our transaction complete, Hanako and I head back out onto the street.

And, with only the school ahead on the road, there doesn't seem to be anyone else around.

It's almost as if she were enjoying this walk.

She doesn't seem all that sure, but pushing the point doesn't seem all that wise.

In comparison, my things look positively plain.

We part ways, and I return to my room.