“Find it, find it, find it.” Those words were impossible to forget. Really, the girl would always wake up to it… An alarm rung but never set, the sound of a rooster every morning. That’s what it was like for Ayuna. Just what is she looking for? How does it feel like… opening your eyes to what people call the “truth”, every time? How does it feel like… waking up knowing you have situations keeping you away from your main objective?

  After school, a vibration was felt from inside Ayuna’s pocket. She’s getting a call from one of the organization’s drivers. Her driver, to be exact. She runs to a spot where no one can hear her and answers the phone. Clearing her throat, she puts the speaker close to her ear.

  “Hello?”

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  “Good afternoon. I am calling to inform you that I am not the one who is going to pick you up today. I’m not feeling well so Archer’s driver will be picking you up. You know his car, right?” Her driver sniffles.

  “Oh, alright. And yes, I do. Thank you for reminding me. Get well soon.”

  “Thank you. Well, that’s all. Goodbye for now.”

  “Right. Goodbye.”

  Archer was the code name of Ayuna’s fellow comrade… Archer’s driver whistles and calls out to her. “Over here.” Ayuna walks over to him and enters the car. She then spots Archer in the passenger seat, looking bored and tired. She closes the door, tilting her head slightly as she stares at him. The driver follows after putting out his cigarette. To the HQ, they go…