Mumbling incoherent words to himself, Foden stomped through the stairs. It's been more than two weeks since he had expressed himself to Sansan and her telling him off. He felt rejected and hurt; every word Sansan said pelted him like pebbles. For several nights, thoughts of her had lingered in his mind. He has been unable to get her off his thoughts.

　　Taking a deep breath, he strolled through the hallway, tilting his head when he saw Dylan by one of the open windows with ...