Pale sunlight streaming through the window lies long across the floor and desks. Bright spots and shadows are divided by sharp lines. The chalkboard is wiped clean, with only the date remaining small in one corner. An attendance book, a remote control, and a neat stack of papers sit on the teacher's podium.

Textbooks, pencil cases, and water bottles sit quietly on the desks. One or two coats hung on the backs of chairs droop down. A few locker doors in the back are slightly ajar, showing a glimpse of gym clothes inside.

The ceiling fluorescent lights are off, and dust floats slowly in the sunlight. The entire classroom is frozen in silence. It was none other than Ginpachi who broke that silence. The sound of the front door sliding open is heard, followed by him speaking to you.