The Past - Part 11

It was early on Saturday morning when I received a rather frightening message.

'Meet me in the locker area, we need to have a talk.'

It was sent by someone I didn't know very well—considering the fact that I only got my phone at the beginning of the year, I have no idea how she managed to get my number. After all, not a single person has my number at the moment; she must really be quite sly.

Well, there was no point in me declining. I thought that she would leave me alone for a little while at least but it seemed my wishes were unfounded. It would likely only get escalated if I decided to evade her request so I put on some clothes and began making my way out of the dormitory.

Once again, I was back at the lockers. I was starting to get flashbacks of Tachibana-san's bullying. I really didn't know what she wanted me to gather here for, maybe she was going to try to kill me with a bomb or something.

"Ah, so you finally showed up."