On our way out of the Literature Club, after informing the other three about my intention to talk to Otsuka-senpai, I let them go first and I stayed behind with the overly curious girl.
She tilted her head rather cutely as she waited for me to return. But knowing how scary her curiosity could be if left unchecked, it’s hard to really appreciate that.
In any case, Otsuka-senpai was still as bright as the day I first saw her in this very room. Too energetic even. And most likely, being curious about that kind of thing somehow affected the way she carried herself.
She’s not the easy-go-lucky girl who wouldn’t mind physical contact with boys anymore. Although I only saw her a few times outside this clubroom, each of those sightings somehow got me thinking if she was the same girl whose mind would erode whenever her curiosity overflowed. In public, she was a cheerful girl yet she also gave off the vibe of a very demure lady based on how she moved.