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[b]Uchima Senior High - Practice Building -> Classroom Building????????[/b]

"T-thanks, eek!"

She held in the wince that accompanied the jolt of pain that lanced through her foot as she stumbled, gripping even more tightly onto Ryoma's frame to stop herself from falling (and taking him down with her). Her face was still pale with emotion, and her skin was cold and clammy to the touch against the heat of the other third-year's body. A muffled "sorry" left her mouth as she pulled back into a more stable position, still holding onto the tall boy's arm to reduce the pressure on her sprain.

"I ... I don't know," replied Ai hesitantly, eyes glancing towards the hallway where Ryoma had originated from for a second before returning to him. "I was just in the Drama Clubroom with Isami-chan, ah, she's a second-year, but then ..."

She trailed off, arms wrapping tighter around the boy. The air was getting colder and colder, as if an air conditioner had been left on for far too long.

"It's ... it's like a bad anime if robots were involved," she said, trying to make her grin larger. "That ... that'd be a super big leap for the plot to make, hah!"

Her laugh was forced. It faded into the background screams. Into the breeze that grew more and more intense.

She wished it was an anime.