Ryouko was holed up in a shelter--in other words, a bunch of similarly freezing people were around her in this big room that had probably once been used for...She had no idea. Aerobics classes or something.

She didn't even care, so long as she was out of the cold. Paying no mind to anyone around her, she simply read and re-read the notebook clutched tight in her trembling fingers. Her eyes kept straying back to a series of illustrations on one page.

Matsuda-kun...

A voice caught her attention and she glanced up, one red eyebrow arched with confusion. A young, scruffy-looking fellow was apparently quite interested in her mannerisms.

...In fact, he seemed eeriely aware of what she had been doing. From her spacing out to her constant re-reading of the same material for the last few hours. 

Ryouko didn't even know what to say. She bit her lip and made a few comments but really didn't want to have to deal with the guy. Fortunately, and to her shock, she spotted a girl from across the room who stormed straight at the nosy male and soon had him running for the hills due to the earful she gave him.

Ryouko's eyes shot wide, and she pressed her notebook close to her chest as she spoke.