One week later.
A vibe came from Jasmine's skirt pocket. The girl had just finished her lunch on the rooftop of the school before returning to class. But an incoming call from Leon shifts her concentration to the touch screen phone.
"Hey." Jasmine greets lazily after slides the green sigh to the right.
"Baby! Why did it take so long to pick up the phone?" Leon shouts until Jasmine has to keep the phone away from her ear.
"What's all these fuss about!" Jasmine replies curtly.
"Where are you? I looked for you all over the school." Leon asks again.
"I eat lunch on the school roof top. The loneliest place in the world where I don't need to hear you fight with El." Jasmine answers, she arrives in front of her locker. When she opens the locker to return her lunch box, hundreds of letters fall. Letters scatter down on the floor.