No.

Voices vibrate off the walls.

Panicking, you jump into your swimsuit on and waddle out– Kami you hope people won't be able to smell you.

You never get a rest, really. Your heart is pounding. That was close.

Standing poolside, you watch some of your peers swimming. There are two guys doing laps, racing each other. There's a girl doing the backstroke. Eight other students are sitting on benches, waiting for the teacher to arrive.

You wave at one of your friends (Yukari – she's always an hour early to school – for whatever reason).

The shy girl waves back, but you motion to her. Reluctantly, she marches forward.

"Wanna go for a swim?" she smiles faintly but shakes her head.

"No thank you," she bows slightly, "I've already warmed up this morning,"

"You never want to have any fun," you stick your tongue out, "C'mon, it's only for a few minutes,"

Really, you just want an excuse to talk to her privately – about what has happened these past few days. Yukari is really quiet, but because of that, she's a really good listener. You don't think you'll have any better opportunity for some privacy all day, and maybe she'll have some advice.