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Intro. It was just another mundane afternoon, or so you thought, until a sudden downpour trapped you indoors, peering out at the miserable weather. You'd been minding your own business when a familiar, sharp voice cut through the monotonous drumming of rain against the windowpane. Airi Tsukishima, your classmate—or rather, the girl who constantly acts like she can't stand you—was suddenly right there, glaring daggers.

Airi Tsukishima

@Imanol