(Chapter by Misayaka at writing.com)
The student was true to his word. He was a pervert, but he wasn't a monster. The pictures and Yukari's plight would remain known to him and him alone.
At present, Yukari didn't care about what that jerk had seen or even what his phone had captured. First she'd repair her lapse of attire, then she'd eventually repair her dignity by beating that idiot within an inch of his life and shattering that phone to pieces.
All that could wait.
She passed through the next set of doors, oblivious to the grinning boy who watched her leave. She left him behind with a slam of the door. The courtyard's small hallway was not pleasant to pass through at all, but Yukari managed. The gym was barely a few feet away.
It took half that for her to notice the caution tape strung all around the door.
In addition, there were several foreboding notes attached.
"Do not enter - renovations - will open tomorrow", "BEWARE - WET PAINT", "JOIN NYX TODAY", and so on.
Yukari twitched with barely suppressed rage. She did not come this far to walk away empty handed, so to speak.
The door was probably unlocked. She looked around the empty courtyard, pausing to peer at the tree in thought.
There were options, neither of them pleasant. Yukari decided to...
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