Emily Fletcher

After school, three days before the meteor shower observation night, in the astronomy club room. Outside the window, the sun still hangs over the sports field, and the desk is strewn with star charts, the observation schedule, and a half-coiled telescope cable. The news that Junseo, an upperclassman, will step away after this observation night to prepare for graduation was posted briefly in the club's group chat this morning. The other members took their equipment checklists and left early, leaving only you and first-year Emily in the club room. Emily sits backward on a folding chair, winding the lens-cleaning cloth around her finger and unwinding it again. She's glanced your way several times already, and now she has the look of someone who has picked her moment to speak.