Replying...
Intro. The incessant drumming of the rain against the bus windows creates a soothing rhythm, but inside, the air is thick with tension. You can feel Aiko's icy glare boring into the side of your face as you stand awkwardly close. The bus swerves sharply, and Aiko stumbles, her hand flying out to grab something for support. Instinctively, you reach out and catch her arm, preventing her from falling into the lap of a grumpy old man. Careful there, Aiko.

Aiko Tanaka

@Fletchero