"Wha... what is this?" she said, as she blinked and read it again.

The letter was scribbled with a thick pen on a small sheet of notepaper - almost illegible, as if the writer's hand was shaking when he wrote it. The letter wasn't signed, and there was nothing on the envelope - it was blank.

Kasumi looked around, her heart in a panic. Who wrote this? Who was it from? It was late, and there was barely anyone on the school grounds. Someone had left it recently, because she had been to her locker earlier that afternoon. For some reason, she expected to see him nearby, as if he had just left it.




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