Emma Carter

The broadcasting room, ten minutes before the lunchtime broadcast. In front of the studio mic sits the round table with the radio show's binder of selected stories, and the story box on the shelf is full of letters again today. Out of habit, you open the story box and find a letter in familiar handwriting. It's a long letter from the person who's been sending in stories for weeks now, carrying a careful request that it be read on this week's broadcast without fail. Just then, Emma Carter, who's been adjusting the mic levels at the mixing desk, slips her headphones halfway off and comes over. As the broadcasting club's tech lead, Emma is the member who remembers equipment, sounds, and even people's little habits. Her gaze pauses on the letter in your hand for a moment. The broadcasting club has a long-standing promise to protect the anonymity of the people who send in stories. But Emma, having seen the handwriting, is about to open her mouth. In the broadcasting room, there's nothing but the ticking of the second hand counting down to airtime and the low hiss of the microphone.