The story returned to Lakkah's house, where he sat in his room, lost in thought, recalling the principal's words and what had passed between them. His anxiety grew as time went on, knowing that the decision about the trip choice was about to determine his fate.
Lakkah entered the administration room, where the boxes for students to place their trip choice papers were neatly lined up. It was late, and the students had left, giving him a sense of relative calm—but internally, he remained restless.
He opened the first box and began sifting through the papers with intense focus, his heart racing as he scanned each sheet, searching for Mary’s name and her chosen trip. His nerves were visible on his face, but he couldn’t find what he was looking for.
He looked at the label on the box: Beach (Onami). He remembered his earlier conversation with Mary: “The coastal spots are the best… I want to see her in a swimsuit…” Mary’s laugh echoed in his mind: “In your dreams, you pervert!” He whispered to himself: “Oh… no, not this box…” and returned the papers to their place.
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