Sayuri was very intelligent and had little trouble following a lecture, but the way Mutou could drone on, seemingly oblivious his student's growing boredom was too much for even her to bare. Throught the lecture she found her mind wandering until the class was finally over. Sayuri found it difficult to maneuver her wheelchair through the mass of student desks and so she invariably ended up at the desk closest to the door. As a result she was usually the first person out of the classroom, aside from those nimble enough to slip out before she could direct her motorized wheelchair around her desk.

The hallway was crowded with students and the sounds of conversation were deafening, fortunately she didn't have to worry too much about the crowd as people didn't seem to keen to risk having their toes ran over, and so gave her a wide enough berth for her to make her way down the hallway towards the elevator at the very end. She heard a commotion from somewhere behind her, but the crowd made it impossible to easily turn her chair around, so she put it out of her mind and continued on. It wasn't a very big elevator and her chair filled a little over half the space, so she ended up with just two other people in it with her. They were heading downwards, discussing what they were going to eat from the cafeteria and paying no silver haired girl sitting beside them, while Sayuri's destination was up a level.

The elevator doors slid open silently and Sayuri drove her chair out into the quiet corridor. Compared to the noise downstairs, this level of the building seemed to be deserted. Mostly this level was used for club activities and she could still hear sounds of muted discussion coming from behind closed doors as she made her way towards the large double doors at the other end of the hall. The doors were open and she rolled easily into the large quiet room, filled with shelves and books. Sayuri liked the library at Yamaku. it was a place of peace and even normalcy. Despite the fact that it stocked hundreds of books for the visually impaired, it still had that same atmosphere that all libraries had. Sayuri had been at Yamaku for over two years now, long enough to get used to the place and even come to appreciate it, but this normal library would always be her favorite place.

Sayuri smiled as she wheeled past the front desk where Yuuko, the nervous librarian, was busily checking in a pile of returned books and made her way in amongst the towering shelves. Her soft blue eyes scanned the spines of each book as she slowly wheeled down the aisles. She wasn't looking for anything in particular. She just wanted to enjoy this peaceful atmosphere for a while.