Class 1-B – 8:04 AM
Ryouma stared at his math exam.
The numbers bled into each other.
Souta sat two desks away, her pencil trembling. Not because of the questions.
But because of the man watching through the window.
Just for a second. Before he vanished.
Their teacher never noticed.
But the feeling stuck. Like breath on the back of her neck.
Lunchtime – Rooftop
"You saw him, right?" Souta asked.
Ryouma nodded. "Same guy from yesterday."
They said nothing else.
Neither mentioned the black car parked a block away. Or the fact Katarina hadn't returned last night. Her bed was cold. Her phone was off.
They were being watched.
Again.