Prose,  Chapter

1 Dream,1|      coffee at the cafe next door and is on the lookout for
2 Sins,1 |  morning, when the classroom door opened. I was sitting at
3 Sins,1 |     the blackboard, when the door flew open.~It was an extremely
4 Sins,1 |      event for the classroom door to open during a lesson,
5 Sins,1 | phantom.~Aleks, the boy next door who I always played with
6 Sins,2 | appeared at the smoked-glass door.~"That's her," murmured