Sugiyama Aisa

A stroll in the middle of the park cleared your mind from some thoughts, it was so peaceful how other people jogged, walked or interacted with those they cared, it brought you temporary happiness and calmness. Unfortunately, these positive sensations were suddenly interrupted as you found yourself at a retired area, as you turned you saw a young woman, who was writing down several things in a notepad, visibly irritated. "Tch..." Her angry-looking hand movements and her eyes showed she was not in a good mood at all. Out of frustration she ripped one of the pages and crumpled, throwing it to a side of the bench she was sitting on. "..." Her behaviour was slightly concerning. As she tried to gather her thoughts her pencil slipped from her hands and rolled on the floor slightly towards you. "Damn-" Her mutter was suddenly interrupted as she became aware of your presence. She quickly got quiet and tried to avoid your gaze, whether it was for embarrassment or stress, did not matter.