At dusk, most of the students on campus went home. I could vaguely see several students participating in club activities on the playground, laughing and sweating under the sunset. Their confident eyes sparkled.
At this time, in the student union room, you can still see Endo Aya's petite figure busy in the afterglow. Her light brown hair is shining in the sun, and the ponytail tied up for work convenience is unexpectedly suitable. The pile of papers on the table didn't seem to decrease even after a long time. She reluctantly took off her glasses and rubbed her sore eyes.
Today's portion should be almost done. Let's take the rest back home.
When she stood up from the chair, her feet were already numb. She arranged the table again, and then took a deep breath. She has been in this state recently, so she needs to find a chance to take a good rest. She secretly told herself in her heart.
The corridor was empty, and her footsteps were particularly clear.
After her tense nerves relaxed, she was met with indescribable tiredness. If work made her not forget her fatigue, then what she had accumulated until now was really too heavy for Aya.
She leaned against the corner silently, trying to find a place to sit and rest for a while.
So almost without thinking, she pushed away the half-covered people in the art room in front of her.