Cross over to the practical building.

The practical building was quiet. At this time of day, most of the students were busy in the classrooms of the main building. It wouldn’t see much use until later in the afternoon, when the afterschool clubs started up. Relieved, Ann made her way down the stairs.

She was down to the second floor when she heard footsteps below her. Who on earth could be around at this time of day. Below, she saw Yusuke. Of course, he was probably in the art studio to set up for a project. He waved. “Ann-chan!”

‘Damn it,’ thought Ann. So much for stealth. “W-what do you want?” she demanded.

“I just want to apologize for earlier. A true artist draws what he sees, not what he prefers. If you want to wear striped panties, you should! Freedom of expression is the very basis of art!” He made his way to the base of the stairs.

Ann waved him off. She was halfway down the stairs, but her skirt was very short. Yusuke was the last person she wanted to see her go commando. “I-idiot, get away! I’ll come down to you!” she shouted, holding down the front of her dress. She took a step forward, her heel catching on the edge of the steps. She tumbled to the bottom.

“Oww,” she said, rubbing the back of her head. “What the hell do you wa-“

Click.

“Eh?” asked Ann.

Click. Click click. Yusuke had a camera in his hands. “Ahh, magnificent,” he exclaimed. “This is true freedom of expression. Art at its finest! Unreserved! Daring! You must let me paint this! It will be my next piece - the rose in full bloom!”

“What are you babbling ab-“ Ann looked down, her eyes widening. She had fallen down the stairs with her legs spread apart. Her skirt had splayed open, giving Yusuke an excellent view of her-

Ann shrieked, pulling her skirt down to cover her modesty. The cold floor pressed agaist her bare thighs. Blushing furiously, she glared at him, blinking away tears. “You idiot,” she said, “Give me those pictures right now!”

“But my art,” protested Yusuke.