(chapter originally by Phantom Pen at writing.com)
Fuuka wanted nothing more than to get back to the dorm, lock herself in her room, and stay there for the rest of time. Nothing mattered except that, and it was for that reason that Fuuka simply kept running. She knew the route back to the dorm like the back of her hand, so she didn't need to pay attention to where she was going; this was good, since Fuuka couldn't bring herself to look up and risk looking anybody in the eyes as she ran by. This confidence in her path finding would lead her into more trouble, however, as Fuuka should have been keeping her eyes ahead to see any potential obstacles. Instead, Fuuka didn't realize what she was running into until it was far, far too late. If she thought her current predicament was humiliating, she didn't even know the half of it.
Fuuka's ears barely registered the woman's voice growing louder as she approached. At first, she just thought it was a normal conversation between whoever was speaking and somebody else next to her. Had she paid closer attention, she would have heard "Thank you, Hakamichi-san. This is Yuuko Shimizu, coming to you live from- ah!" The sharply dressed news reporter was cut short as the unwillingly streaking Fuuka slammed into her, sending the two women crashing into the ground.
"What in the world?" The reporter yelped out, surprised at being tackled and ever more surprised at seeing the culprit. "Wait, why are you naked?!"
Fuuka couldn't even think to make a reply, her eyes taking in her surroundings. What had that woman said? 'Coming to you live?' That was when Fuuka noticed the news camera. The news camera pointing straight at her! First the phone cameras, now live television?! Fuuka didn't think she could get any redder, screaming in humiliation as she tried to free herself from the reporter she had stumbled into. Fuuka could only hope she could get out of there before the camera could catch anything more than it already had.
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