Saturday morning arrived with clear skies and the promise of a productive day.
Akira made his way to the school's art room at 9 AM sharp, carrying a backpack with water bottles and snacks. The building felt different on weekends… quieter, almost peaceful, without the usual chaos of hundreds of students.
A few SPIU agents were still around, patrolling following the fire gate incident, but nothing out of the ordinary.
The art room door was already unlocked when he arrived.
Inside, Aoi was setting up supplies, wearing paint-splattered jeans and a loose white button-up shirt that was clearly well-worn from previous projects.
Her usually neat blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail, though a few loose strands framed her face, giving her a softer, more approachable look than her typical class representative persona.
"Good morning, Akira-kun!" She looked up as he entered, her face lighting up with a genuine smile. "I brought sketches of my ideas. I hope you'll like them."
