She sat in her room after the funeral. She listened to the rain hit the glass for a while before she unlatched the window and opened it, letting in the rain.
She sat there for a while longer, but eventually, she just left. (When Kyousuke came in later, the window was still open.)
Even in the rain, she knew the way to the bookstore like the way was carved into her mind somewhere.
She was soaked completely by the time she landed. She reached for the door then hesitated. After a moment, she just let her hand drop back to her side before she turned and just sat down with her back to the door.
She didn't...actually want him to see her like this, so this much was fine.
3/3
She sat there for a while longer, but eventually, she just left. (When Kyousuke came in later, the window was still open.)
Even in the rain, she knew the way to the bookstore like the way was carved into her mind somewhere.
She was soaked completely by the time she landed. She reached for the door then hesitated. After a moment, she just let her hand drop back to her side before she turned and just sat down with her back to the door.
She didn't...actually want him to see her like this, so this much was fine.
It was fine.