Steam from the shower filled the master bathroom. I unbuttoned my shirt, let it hang off my shoulders, and stepped into the warm room. After pulling my phone from my suit pocket, I set it on the bathroom counter, faceup.
As I unbuttoned my pants before I stepped into the shower, an email notification popped up on the screen through my school email from none other than Sakura Sato with the subject line Today’s Detention.
Today’s DetentionAfter tossing my shirt into the hamper, I opened the email.
Mr. Avery,
Mr. Avery,You usually send a nightly email out to all students about homework. I didn’t receive one tonight and wanted to make sure that you were … getting along all right with everything at home. I know things can get pretty hard sometimes, especially after today.
You usually send
