บท 183: Sayuri [Office]

"Oh, hello there. Was the door jammed?" She asks.

That voice! It's her.

Machiko recognized the voice immediately. It was the same sweet voice that had questioned her in the women's restroom.

"It's her voice, but is it her?" Machiko suddenly asks herself. She has a twin; how can she know which one it is?

A sudden surge of frustration and anger swells in the pit of her stomach. How am I ever going to figure this out?

Machiko shakes her head while attempting to slow her breathing, "No, I'm sorry. I was sitting against it. I didn't think someone would be up here this early." Her cheeks are warm and feverish.

She backs up a little, and the hand with her phone tugs her skirt back down to normal height. She tries to avoid making eye contact, but it's hard to ignore someone a moment after first meeting them. Instead, she turns slightly and looks out over the building.