After a good night's sleep, Mizuno Ai had finally awaken. Her tired eyelids fluttered open and she immediately saw the bright rays of sunlight from her window. She sat up sluggishly and the covers slid down to her lap. Feeling the wind on her skin, she gingerly touched her face with her scarred fingers. She had just realized that her bandages were removed and her scarred skin was exposed. Her fingers traced her jaw and breathed out a sigh.

'Junko must have removed it...'

She stretched her arms in the air and the soft popping of her joints was heard. Her body didn't feel sore anymore, she felt completely refreshed. She swung her legs to the side of the bed and stood up on her bare feet.

'I guess it's time to work.'

Ai walked to her cluttered desk and was about to sit down when she heard the door open.

"Ai-san."

Ai quickly turned around and saw Junko standing on the doorway. The white haired girl stared disapprovingly at her so she couldn't help but gulp audibly. Ai turned her eyes to the digital clock on her desk to check the time.

'It's noon already?! But..'

Ai stared back at Junko with a perplexed expression on her face and straightened her back.

"Why are you still here? Your work starts in the morning, right?" Ai asked, her shock visible on her face. Junko continued to stare at her and didn't move from the doorway.

"I cancelled all of my appointments today."

Junko replied calmly. It took a few seconds before her words registered in Ai's mind and she shouted out in shock.

"You WHAT?!"

Junko still stood at the doorway unfazed, her eyes never leaving the girl's slender form. Her schedule usually starts at 10 in the morning, so Ai expected her to be already out of the house. Cancelled her appointments? The frail girl couldn't help but feel frustrated. That was the most ridiculous thing she had heard this week.

"What do you mean cancelled your appointments? You're a famous singer, right? You can't just do that!"

Thinking about it, Junko's schedule was really packed from day to night. From music recordings to tv guestings, this girl didn't have much free time. But to cancel all of her appointments? Ai thought that was completely insane. A lot of people were waiting for her and those stuff should be done at the earliest date. How could this girl just cancel them off and stay in her house without thinking much of the consequences? And why would she even do this? If it was about taking care of her, she would be really pissed. Ai couldn't help but think about all of these as she gritted her teeth in frustration.

"I talked to them properly, and they promptly accepted. I'm not being boastful, but if you consider the range of my fame, work would just come after me anytime. A day's off doesn't affect me that much."

Junko replied calmly with her soft voice. What she just said was true, she could just get those work anytime. With a celebrity as famous as her, even getting her to promote or appear before anyone was a dificult task, considering that there were a lot of people seeking for her. In a day, there would be a lot of deals for performances and guestings, but not all if them gets accepted. And her pay was not a joke, making it harder for smaller businesses to have her performance. With her reputation, most people were willing to wait if she somehow asked for a day off. Just like now.

"Most importantly..."

Junko trailed off and gazed intensely at Ai and then the cluttered desk. A frown etched on her eyebrows as she knew what she was about to do.

"What are you doing on your desk? You should be resting for the day."

Ai's eyebrows twitched. Rest? Her? She didn't have much time! With all of those commisions and editing that she still haven't finished? She would rather do it as earlier as she could.

"I can't just do that. Unlike you, I have deadlines. I just can't leave them hanging like that."

Ai proceeded to sit down on the chair and faced the cluttered mess that was her desk. She tried to continue her unfinished work but the sounds of footsteps alerted her. Junko, who was suddenly beside her, grabbed her arm to stop what she was doing.

"Ai-san, you should listen to me, you need to rest!"

"I can't! Don't be selfish!"

Ai hastily stood up from her chair as she glared and snarled at the soft-spoken girl. She retrieved her arm from the other's grip forcefully and she immediately let go. Their glares met each other unyieldingly as the two of them stood their ground.

"I'm not the one being selfish, you are!"

Junko raised her voice. It was rare to see this girl angry, but Ai just stood still, unfazed. She clenched her fists tightly and raised her inner defenses. This wouldn't be good, they're arguing after a really long time.

"How am I being selfish now? Can't you see that there are people waiting for these works? If I'm going to postpone working on them, then that is more likely to be called selfish!"

"You don't understand!"

"Huh?! What is it that I don't understand?"

"You don't understand anything!"

Junko's voice raised a bit more, her frustration clearly shown on her words. She clutched the hem of her dress and hid her face behind her white locks. Her shoulders were also shaking from her raging emotions. Ai clamped her mouth shut and braced herself.

"You've been working yourself too much these days! What if you collapsed somewhere and injured yourself, and I wasn't there to help you?! What if your body felt so sore you couldn't even move from your position just like last night? What if you get sick and I wasn't there to take care of you because of work?! You don't really understand! Can't you just... notice that I'm worried for you..?"

Junko grabbed the sleeves of Ai's shirt and leaned on her chest. The taller girl felt tears seep into her shirt as the other girl's shoulders twitched from her emotions. Ah, now I've done it. Ai just stood stiff in her position. It wasn't the first time Junko cried in front of her, but seeing her like this made her feel a bit guilty. She clenched her teeth in frustration. She was at a loss on what to do. They had been friends for a really long time, and it wasn't that rare for them to argue back then. In fact, they actually became close after an intense argument. They were just too different that their opinions clashed against each other.

But ever since that incident happened, Junko had been more understanding of her. Withstanding her mood swings, knowing what she really wanted to do even without her saying it, supporting her in the things that she have decided on, and a lot more. This girl gave up a lot of things for her, heck, she didn't even know if the stalker she told her about was true. Remembering all of the things she had done for her, her hands loosened and her shoulders slacked. She felt both helpless and relieved at the same time. She felt so weak to have this girl worry about her. She was her friend, there was no denying it, but there should be a limit on what she should do for her, right? If it costed her so much just for a person like her who couldn't even walk far without exhausting herself, why couldn't she just give up on her and think of herself, too? Why did she have to be frustrated with a helpless girl like her?

But having someone like her by her side made Ai feel relieved. She might be a person who seemed distant to other people, but having one companion with her doesn't feel that bad. Maybe two. Saki was a friend, too, but sometimes her energy exhausts her. (She never thought less about her, though, don't misunderstand.)

If relying on her satisfied a selfish part of herself, then she would just reluctantly succumb to it and drown in the warmth it gave her. What could a person like her do, anyway? She stared far and didn't move in her position. She didn't even move her hands dangling lifelessly on her sides.

"I'm sorry, Junko... I..."

Junko clenched her sleeves tighter, her hics and sobs getting a bit more audible. She must have been tired.

"Don't belittle yourself too much."

She heard her mumble against her chest. Junko correctly guessed what was running in Ai's mind again. Was she a mind reader? Ai bit her lip and didn't say nothing. She couldn't just agree to that knowing her current situation.

They stayed like that for a while until Junko pulled away. She wiped her tears with her sleeves and proceeded to walk away. As she arrived at the doorway, she looked back and averted her puffy eyes.

"I went here to check if you're awake and call you for lunch. You should go down after you're finished."

Then Junko quietly exited the room and closed the door shut. Ai breathed out a sigh and moved to clean the mess on her desk.

"What a terrible way to start the day..." Ai mumbled to herself.

After her afternoon classes, Sakura and Saki drove to the painter's house immediately. Their long hair were swept by the wind and swayed gracefully. Sakura tightly gripped the other girl's torso as the motorbike increased in speed.

"Saki-chan, can you please drive more slowly?"

"Huh? That's stupid. This way, we'll get there faster."

'I kinda wanted the ride to take a bit longer but...'

Sakura thought to herself. Ever since she went out of Ai's apartment to go home, her nervousness had reached new heights. She couldn't sleep well that night. She could feel her anxiety gnawing on her from the inside. What was she supposed to do this time? She screwed up last time, there's a high chance that she would do it again. Her hands were still clammy from all the emotions swirling within her since last night. How was she supposed to talk to Ai again? She probably hated her now. Sakura felt like ripping her hair out from frustration.

Saki couldn't sleep well last night, too. Aside from Sakura's nonstop nervous fidgeting on her bed, Saki's mind have a lot of things to think about, too. With her two friends acting troubled over something she didn't understand, she didn't know where to place her feet on. The two of them were unwilling to tell her anything, too. She also thought that it's wrong to just barge into their problems by forcefully asking them about it. It would just turn worse. Saki tightened her grip on the handlebars subconsciously and the motorbike gained speed, causing Sakura to reel back and wrap her arms on her waist.

"Saki-chan! Why are we getting faster?!"

"Huh? Don't know what ya mean."

Saki just shrugged it off and gained more speed, with Sakura clinging on to her dear life during the entire trip.

A short time had past and they're finally in front of Ai's house. Saki propped the kickstand as she parked it close to the railings of the gate. She then walked quickly to the door bell and pressed the button impatiently just like last time. Sakura just watched from behind silently, her hands clasped on each other.

"Oi, Ai! We're here!"

The person inside the house didn't respond quickly unlike yesterday. With Saki's impatience, she spammed the buttons faster compared to earlier.

"Ai! It's me, Saki! Get yer ass outta there or else!"

Saki continued to press the buttons and shout at the mic. The neighbors might get disturbed with all this noise. Sakura was about to stop Saki when the static finally blared to life.

"...Y-yes?"

"Huh?"

It was a soft and meek voice.

That's definitely not Ai.

"Who are you?"

Saki quickly asked as she stared at the camera of the device. The voice on the other end was totally different from Ai's that they immediately recognized that it wasn't her. If that was Ai, she might also have screamed back at the receiver and snark at Saki for being so goddamn noisy, but this person replied shyly and politely. Sakura tilted her head in confusion.

The voice stuttered a few times before answering back. She was probably too startled with all the shouting that Saki did. Poor girl.

"Um... I th-think I should be asking that first...?"

"Hah?! You wanna die?!"

"Eep!"

"Saki-chan! Stop that!"

Saki, with her gangster instincts, snarled at the poor girl on the other line. With all this terrorizing, they might not get the door to open. Sakura stepped forward and held Saki's right shoulder and the blonde backed down a bit. She took this opportunity and switched places with Saki. She politely introduced their selves to the girl on the other line.

"I'm Minamoto Sakura and this is Nikaido Saki, and we are here for the portrait. Ai-chan told us that we should drop by today. Is today a bad time..?"

There were shuffling on the other line and a few muffled voices were heard. Saki leaned a bit closer to recognize the voices, and she heard a bit of Ai's. After a while, the girl came back and replied.

"Ai-san is having a sudden rest day, but... I guess you can come in for tea?"

"Sudden rest day?" The two raised their eyebrows.

"Yes... a lot of things happened."

Saki and Sakura stared at each other. That was unprecedented. They were not sure whether to come in or just go home. With today being a day off, for what reason were they needed here? They can't just barge inside and hang out doing nothing. Well, Saki did it all of the time, but today was different. Before they could decide, the oak door clicked and opened wide. Out of it came a white haired woman in her twenties, somewhere near their ages. Her fluffly hair swayed in the wind as she gracefully went down from the porch to the gate and silently opened the lock. The two both had a look of recognition on their faces as they saw her up close.

'It's Konno Junko!'

Sakura shouted in her mind. Her eyes continued to stare at the figure before her, unmoving. She wasn't dreaming, right? She was too starstruck to form a greeting.

As for Saki, she recognized her as the girl in Ai's house before. She could still remember her cooking some delicious food that she wolfed down in the span of seconds.

On the other hand, the girl looked uncomfortable with all their staring.

"Wh-what is it..?"

The two snapped out of it and hurriedly gathered their selves.

"I-I'm sorry! I'm Sakura Minamoto, and this is Nikaido Saki. We're sorry for all the trouble we have caused."

"No, it's okay. I wanted to meet you two anyway."

The trio walked through the door, removed their shoes, and moved to the living room. From there they saw Ai wearing a black long sleeve and gray pants. Her face was covered with a mask. Judging from the white towel slung on her shoulder and her wet hair, she must have just finished taking a bath. It seemed that the bandages were absent, too. She just sat idly on the comfortable looking sofa with her hands in her pockets, hiding it from other people's stares.

"Hey."

Ai greeted. Saki moved closer and sat on the other end of the sofa comfortably while Sakura stood unmovingly in her place. What was she supposed to do in this situation again? She could see the laidback posture of the painter as she slouched on the sofa. It seemed like she had forgotten what happened yesterday, or she just pushed it out of her mind. Sakura decided to join Saki as she excused herself from barging into Ai's house.

"Hey Ai, heard yer havin' a day off? Been feeling weird?"

Saki asked with concern mixed into her words. Ai shook her head.

"No, I'm feeling good. Junko just insisted I should rest today."

"Hm~?" Saki now had a teasing look on her face, Ai didn't seem to like this as she leaned away.

"Does that mean that the Mizuno Ai is no match for the white cotton ball over there?"

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

Irritation was clear in Ai's voice as she glared at the smirking Saki. Saki just stared at her with a smug grin and was about to say something when the sound of hurried footsteps reached her ears.

"Ai-san, you should dry your hair properly! You might catch a cold."

Junko quickly paced to Ai and grabbed the white towel hanging on her neck. She then proceeded to gently dry her dark hair with it. Sakura and Saki just stared at what was happening with blank expressions on their faces.

"Oh, I should get the hair dryer! Wait right there."

Junko shuffled to a room and the three were left in the living room with a thick atmosphere.

"What was that, Ai?"

"Don't you dare say anything."

Junko immediately came back with a dryer in hand. She plugged it in and proceeded to dry Ai's hair in front of everyone. She seemed to be too absorbed with what she was doing that she seemed to forgot that they had visitors. Ai just sat there with a blank expression. She couldn't really do anything.

"You're living a good life, Ai."

"Shut up."

Junko seemed to snap out of it as she retreated her hands. She finally noticed that the two visitors had been staring at her the entire time. She put the dryer down and quickly apologized.

"I-I'm sorry, I got carried away. I'm Konno Junko, it's nice to be of your acquaintance." She shyly bowed down, her ears red from embarassment. Ai just breathed out a sigh.

"It's our pleasure, Konno-san." Said Sakura a bit bashfully. Junko just smiled at her after she recovered from her embarassment.

"You can just call me Junko."

"Oh... okay, Junko-chan."

Sakura looked more composed compared to her reaction with Ai, but deep inside, her heart was bursting with excitement. It's Konno Junko! In the flesh! These past few days were like a dream to her. She didn't know that being acquainted to two celebrities could actually make her feel this happy.

"I'll just prepare some tea."

Junko excused herself and left the room. With only the three left, a dense silence floated in the air. The first one who broke the silence was Saki, as expected.

"It's rare to see 'er here. What's 'er name again?"

"You mean Junko. Yeah, she decided that today will be her day off too."

Ai replied indifferently, but a hint of irritation was mixed within it. Saki noted her weird choice of words and asked her about it with a hand on her chin.

"She decided to? She can just do that?"

"Apparently, yes. I told her not to, but I was too late."

Ai clenched her hands in her pockets, her eyebrows frowning from emotion. No matter what she told her, Junko wouldn't change her mind. All these pampering were getting on her nerves, too.

"By the way, is she always like that? Y'know, being all protective of you that it's kinda... too much?"

As Saki asked her again, Ai breathed out a long, tired sigh. The emotions on her face were getting clearer, and it showed exhasperation and irritation.

"She's not like that most of the time. It's just..."

Saki raised an eyebrow as Ai dragged the sentence.

"And? What have ya done to make her act like that?"

Ai's eyebrows twitched. With the way Saki stated her words, it felt like she was the one to blame. But in a way, that was true. She couldn't just admit it openly.

"... I kinda overworked myself yesterday. She went home to the sight of me collapsed on the same couch we're sitting on."

""What?!""

Saki looked surprised and stared at the long couch she and Ai were sitting on. She collapsed? Wasn't that bad? Was that connected to the reason why she hid her skin? Or she was just really tired? Saki's mind was riddled with questions.

As for Sakura who kept listening to their conversation, her shoulders jumped and she leaned forward in her seat. Hearing those words, she couldn't help but feel worried. Overworking herself to the point of collapsing, just how much work did she take on yesterday? She even started the portrait yesterday, and get emotionally worked up with her slip up. Sakura felt a little guilty while thinking this.

"Man... Can't really blame her from acting like that. But are ya sure yer feelin' okay now? We could just visit another time."

"No, I'm fine. Junko just insisted I rest today. I'm feeling better compared to yesterday, actually."

Ai said while rolling her shoulders. Her muscle soreness had completely gone and she felt really refreshed. She also moved her toes for greater measure, and she didn't feel sore nor get a muscle cramp. Everything's good. As she checked herself, she noticed Sakura, who was sitting farthest from her, lower her head and speak softly.

"I'm sorry, Ai-chan. I may be partially at fault with what happened yesterday..."

Sakura hid her face, her hands holding each other weakly. With that slip up from yesterday, she opened some old scars. She was really regretting her words that she couldn't sleep peacefully last night. Ai just simply stared at her with no signs of negative emotions. Judging from her face, she didn't seem like she was affected with what happened.

"No, it's alright. With my current condition, my body gets sore really easily, and I also have sudden bursts of mood swings. I should be the one saying sorry for acting weirdly yesterday."

Ai ended with a polite bow. Sakura waved her hands in the air, flustered with the sudden politeness of the girl.

"S-stop apologizing, please! It's a bit embarassing... Let's just forget it, okay?"

Sakura smiled awkwardly with her face a bit red from being slightly embarassed. She didn't really expect Ai to apologize to her, especially when she knew that she was the one at fault.

"With you being a fan of mine before, I knew that it would be inevitable. It was a thing of the past, nothing will change if I keep on reacting to it."

Ai finally removed a hand from her pocket and her bare hand was exposed to the others to see. The two widened their eyes in shock of what they saw.

Scorched, warped skin, dark and reddish. There were also tree like patterns that stretched from her fingertips to her arm hidden by her sleeves. It was their first time seeing it, and they made an audible gulp.

Saki knew Ai for quite a while, but she didn't know what was lying beneath those bandages. She was expecting scars, but not of this kind. Despite being the tactless person that she was, she couldn't just ask something this important. She might not look like it, but she knew her boundaries, too.

"Ai...! That hand..."

"Yeah. Hideous, isn't it?"

Ai just answered solemnly. She closed and opened it slowly to ease the tension in her muscles.

"You probably didn't know, right? I was an idol back then."

"... Huh?!"

"... I know what you're thinking."

Ai glared at Saki's exclamation. Saki clamped a hand over her mouth and shied away slightly. On the other hand, Sakura just stared at her scar-riddled skin, her eyes getting a bit teary. With the sudden emotions bursting inside of her, she couldn't help but feel her throat dry.

"It's been almost five years since then. I thought everyone has forgotten about me, but I guess that such a huge event cannot be forgotten that easily."

Ai leaned her head back and placed an arm over her eyes. She breathed out a sigh as she remained in that position. She thought that if she would see how the others looked at her at this point, she might not be able to keep a straight face and break down. Why did she even show her scars to them, anyway? She didn't know why, too. Maybe it was the sudden mood swings.

"Um... Don't ya mind if I ask?"

"... Go ahead."

Ai didn't expect Saki to speak up, so her shoulders jumped up a bit in surprise. She still hid her eyes from the two as she braced herself from the blonde's question.

"What... exactly happened to ya back then?"

Saki had been stopping herself from asking this for a very long time. But now that Ai seemed to be more open for some reason, she took the opportunity and asked away.

"..."

Or she was just wrong about Ai being more open about it. The short haired girl just remained in her position, covering her eyes with her arm. Saki could see her form quivering slightly.

Saki was about to apologize but Ai suddenly spoke up after the stretching silence.

"Sakura... can you tell her? I can't really find the energy to..."

"Eh?! Me?"

Sakura, who was suddenly thrown into the spotlight, pointed at herself in a panic. Was it really okay for her to speak for Ai's sake? But... she's the one who instructed her to do it. Ai couldn't even speak of it herself, will it really be okay? Sakura breathed in deeply and prepared herself.

"Ai-chan was... in an accident during a live performance."

"An accident? What kind of accident?" Saki said carefully, her tone a bit low. It was rare to see her act so seriously, with that personality of hers.

"... She was hit by lightning." Sakura finished.

"... Holy crap."

Saki's eyes widened in shock, then she immediately turned her eyes on Ai. She still remained unmoving, but if you look closely, she was biting tightly on the mask covering her face. With all those burns, just how much damage did it cause her? She said she was once an idol, then she was struck by lightning during a live show? That... that's just too much.

At the same time, Junko arrived at the living room with a tray of tea on her hands. She must have heard the conversation as a solemn expression was apparent on her face. She placed the tea before them then proceeded to sit beside Ai politely and breathed out a slight sigh. She also stared at Ai's form worriedly but she didn't say anything.

"Then, were you there, Sakura?" Saki suddenly asked.

"Huh?"

"During that incident."

"I..."

Sakura trailed off, touched her arm, then continued.

"...I wasn't there. I was hospitalized back then."

Sakura answered with a stiff expression. Saki remembered hearing from Sakura that she was also in an accident some time ago, so this must be what she was talking about. But to think of it, that year must be one hell of an unlucky year. She also stared at the huge scar on her arm with melancholy on her face. She then glanced at the fidgeting Junko at the side and wondered if something happened to her that year, too. That would be totally insane. Saki picked the cup that was served to her and drank slowly.

A deafening silence followed. Nobody talked for quite a while as only the sound of clinking cups were heard amidst the tense atmosphere.

But surprisingly, it was Ai who broke the silence.

"...Enough about that. Due to some stuff, I can't really do the painting today. But Junko invited you in, so..."

Ai said awkwardly then sipped on her cup. Junko invited them in, then what? What were they going to do with all these people? Sakura and Saki smiled awkwardly with the same thoughts in their minds. Then they all stared at Junko with an inquiring gaze.

"I... just want to meet you two, then maybe talk for a while?" Junko said a bit startled from the attention.

"What are we gonna talk about at this rate? I can't really think up of anythin'."

Saki said as she placed a hand on her chin. With the awkward atmosphere that they created, talking about something might stir it a bit more, especially if even the slightest thing reminded them of the trauma they have been through.

"Maybe... we could talk a bit about ourselves?" Said Sakura with a bright expression.

"But you did that yesterday, right? It might end up... quite nasty."

"Oh right..." She scratched the back of her head.

A collective sigh was heard. They really had nothing to do.

They came here for business, and they were not prepared for this situation.

"M-maybe, you can just finish your tea?" Junko said, unsure of her words. She was not really that much of a talker, too.

The two nodded. They ran out of things to say. It felt like there was a huge gap between the four of them that they couldn't pass without a bridge. When would that bridge be built? As minutes passed by without anyone talking, the tea on their cups had emptied, too. Dusting her pants, Saki stood up and stretched her arms and back.

"That was good. We'll just drop by again when yer feeling better."

"Yeah, I'll be expecting you then." Ai said as she also stood up, placing her hand back to her pockets.

Sakura and Junko also stood up, then the four of them proceeded to the front door. The two long haired girls wore their shoes and said their goodbyes.

"Right, see ya again Ai. And ya too, Junko."

"It's a pleasure to have you here." Junko said politely in response.

"Goodbye Ai-chan, Junko-chan. I'll be visiting again for the painting..." Sakura waved shly at the two of them with a slight smile.

"Sure. Anytime." Ai waved back.

Saki held the doorknob, twisted it, then opened the door widely. They were about to step out from the door but a strong gust of wind blew straight to their faces.

"What the heck?!" Saki cursed as she backed away from the onslaught of cold and strong winds. She accidentally stepped on Sakura's foot and a yelp was heard.

"Sa-saki-chan! That hurts!"

"Sorry! The wind's just too strong! What the heck?! Is there some kind of a storm or something?!" Saki yelled at the strong gust of wind hitting her whole body.

"I haven't heard anything about a storm..." Junko said, her face looking a bit puzzled. It was just sunny earlier. What happened? She could also feel the cold wind as it passed their door.

'It must have been my luck...' Sakura thought to herself. She really had a bad case of bad luck that she started to fail being surprised when something unexpected happens.

After the strong winds came the sudden heavy rain. It was so heavy that the raindrops sounded loudly as it landed on the pavement. Saki gaped at the sudden turn of events. "I can't ride my motorbike like this!"

"Maybe we shall wait for the rain to pass?" Sakura suggested without much thought. She stared at Junko who nodded at her.

"You should stay inside for a while. I'm sure the rain would stop soon." Junko said as she gazed at the fast descent of the heavy raindrops.

"Alright, even though I don't like waitin'." Saki closed the door again and scratched the back of her neck.

"... Then let's hurry back to the living room. Nothing's going to happen if we just stand here." Ai said after a short pause. Her words suddenly felt a bit cold, reminiscent of the wind that blew earlier. She walked robotically back to the living room's direction without waiting for them.

"Ah, you're right!" Sakura immediately followed her back after removing her shoes.

"What's up with her?" Saki muttered under her breath as she soon started to follow them. She then stared at the silent Junko unmoving from her position. The white haired girl just gazed at Ai's back with a worried gaze.

"Hey, Junko. Whatcha standing there for?"

"O-oh, nothing." Junko caught up to them with hurried steps, her eyebrows still knitted into a worried frown.

Author's note:

Hi everyone! uwu

It's me again! Sorry for the delay, I've been busy with work these past few days~ I hope this ended up good like the first chapter. And thank you for the reviews and likes and follows! Really appreciated!

About their ages, They are all in their early twenties. Junko is 1 year older than Saki, Saki is 1 year older than Sakura, and Sakura is 1 year older than Ai. Just like in the anime. Just for clarification uwu

I hope you guys enjoy this! And expect another delay because work is always on it's way! Oh wait that rhymed, cool.