The retreating lurker got little more than a sidelong glance from Yumi as she hurried through the school doors. This sort of thing wasn't uncommon. She recognized him as one of the ones who periodically skulked around her usual stomping grounds, but hadn't thought he was a Hachimitsu student. HSH was one of the only schools in the city that hadn't let out for summer break though, so she brushed it off without a second thought. Probably some loser with nothing better to do with his vacation than ineptly play stalker. It took some of the fun out of it when they made it so obvious...<br/><br/>The halls were almost empty and Yumiko felt a pang of guilt as her footsteps echoed slightly as she ran to her locker. After hastily grabbing her books she headed to her homeroom class, sprinting until she reached the last hallway. Slowing to a casual walk she tread lightly as she approached the open door to room 413. She wasn't very late, perhaps if she was quiet enough she could slip in without the teacher noticing.