Spider-Men 2: Crisis On Infinite Earths

SIDE STORY-3: Masumi Kamuro: Secrets

AGRIM SHARMA'S POV:
Wednesday, April 15th

Our lunch had ended. Right now, I am walking Kamuro back to the dorms.

As a topic of conversation, we talked about our first-day experience- a chaotic day for anyone.

"So, get this... I am on a bus, which was already a horrible choice on my part, and this wealthy boy refuses to get out of the 'Priority Seating' area, despite the old lady that doesn't that doesn't have a seat yet."

Wait a second, that was the bus I was in!

"Wait a minute. You were also on that bus?"

"Also?"

"I was in the same bus." I said.

"No way..."

"I didn't see you, though." It was actually quite surprising that I didn't see her in the bus that day.

"I was in the back. The last window seat."

Oh, I see. Since I was also in the window seat, it is inevitable that I would've missed her.

"Well, at least I got some entertainment out of that boring bus ride." Kamuro passionately described her experience.

The bus was certainly filled with quite the cast of oddball characters.

The girl named Kikyo Kushida, Koenji, Ritvik, Arush, Zain, and me.

"A few days ago, a boy named Arush Kumar was trying to impress his friends with a pick-up line or something. It was clever, I'll give him that, but I don't know the first thing about him, anyway." Kamuro kept talking.

'Girls, right?' A faint memory played in front of me as a silhouette.

Some of them, Arush... Some of them.

"And by wealthy boy, do you mean Koenji?"

"Hmm, I haven't heard about him."

"The blonde with the narcissistic attitude, right?"

"Yep, that's the one." Kamuro narrowed her eyes, wondering how Rokusuke Koenji is relevant to the conversation.

"He's in my friend's class."

"Lucky him, then?"

"Forget about him. I hope you enjoyed today's delight." I decided to wrap up our conversation.

"I did..." Kamuro murmured to herself.

"What was that?" I pretended to act deaf.

"..." her movement stopped as I stared at the purple wonder in front of me. "Next time, I'll choose where to sit." Kamuro turned her head, adamantly declaring the importance of her choice.

"Next time?"

"I–!"

She did not realize that her words indicated an interest in our time spent together.

It was obvious that Kamuro did not have any friends, so this was a medal of accomplishment for me.

"Ahem. Yes." With ease, she diverted her embarrassment. "Well, before that, we should probably exchange contact information."

"Oh, certainly. I don't wanna almost get slapped again."

"You deserved that."

"Oh, come on..."

After putting her number in my phone, I did the same with hers. "I'll see you tomorrow then, Sharma." The figure of a calm, yet joyful girl- soon entered the elevator.