Sakuramoria

It was hard to say whether this strange and unlikely event was a sign of fate, the machinations of some deity, or simply a coincidence, but since the leaflet had landed right in her hands and Layla had already seen its contents, she decided to take a closer look. However, she didn't need to speculate much about what the mysterious numbers meant – the conclusion was obvious, considering the building from which the leaflet with the "grades" had flown. The unfortunate author was just lucky that he didn't end up in the hands of someone more talkative and easily offended. Of course, if Layla's assumptions were correct. If it was all just a very strange misunderstanding, then the evaluator was also lucky that the leaflet didn't end up with someone prone to hasty conclusions. Therefore, holding her find firmly, the Ta'mani confidently headed towards room 402, fully expecting that at any moment, the resident, concerned about the unexpected turn of events, might burst out of it.