We all turned toward Miss Shredica at the same time, almost like it was instinctive. She was staring straight at us, her gaze heavy and sharp, like we'd just crossed some invisible line we weren't supposed to even know existed. It wasn't loud or dramatic, but it carried weight. The kind that made your spine stiffen without you realizing it.
Thinking back on it now, I can admit it—maybe it was only natural for her to look at us like that.
After all, from her perspective, we probably looked like a bunch of kids who had let something ugly crawl out of us.
"It's none of your business, isn't it?" Amakawa-kun snapped, his voice dripping with irritation. He looked at her the same way someone would look at a person who had just stepped in front of the screen right before the best part of a movie. "Don't you think it'd be better if you just got out of our heroes' way? And don't even try to do something stupid like coming after us. You should go back to where you belong."
