It was night.
Paula Loughton carried two servings of late-night snacks through the silent campus. The night breeze at the end of summer brought a slight chill, brushing her arms and calves with a hint of cold.
Nora Scott was still filming a night scene, but since it was after evening study class ended, she asked Paula to deliver snacks to Marcus Shaw and Oliver Scott at the teaching building.
It was a bit late, and halfway there she heard the bell ring, causing Paula to unconsciously quicken her pace.
The campus gradually became lively.
A few girls came over in groups, one of whom looked familiar, Paula felt she looked somewhat familiar.
—Diana Johnson.
*
"Diana, is the online gossip true? You don't really like Marcus Shaw, do you?" a chubby, freckled girl teased Diana.
"...No, I don't."
Diana lowered her head, somewhat embarrassed, avoiding the gaze of her friends.
