"Ah...!"
A thud. Papers flying everywhere. Arc groaned as they sat up, disoriented from their unexpected fall. Someone had run into them in a hurry, and wasn't looking where they were going.
"I'm so sorry! Are you alright?"
Looking up, Arc wasn't expecting the sight before them: the same young woman with black hair and the red jacket they had seen earlier, her expression mortified as she reached her hand out to them.
Shinjuku's new teacher's assistant.


