Nagato and I were alone in the clubroom, waiting for the others to come in. She was reading as usual, the pages made the only sound in the room besides both of us taking breaths.

Fwip.

What was taking them so long, usually by now Koizumi and I would be playing chess or othello, Haruhi would be doing something that could loosely be reffered to as sexual harassment to Asahina, meanwhile Nagato would continue doing exactly what she was doing now. Reading.

Fwip.

Something seemed off, maybe something in the air, I should have guessed something was up then.

The book fell from Nagato's hands.