Around a week ago.
The Hamiya Learning Center was a cathedral of quiet industry.
Located in the more affluent sector of the 24th District, it was a designated classroom area, a specialized facility designed specifically to enhance education through self-directed, engaging activities that promote personalized learning and skill development.
For many, it was a place of stress; for Fujiwara Touka, it was a sanctuary.
It was Saturday morning, a time when most teenagers were either buried under their covers or loitering in the neon-lit convenience stores, yet Touka was sitting upright in her usual seat.
It was as if she didn't want to take a break from studying at all!
Her dedication was bordering on the fanatical, her pens color-coded and her notebooks a testament to meticulous organization.
