The Whispers in Stall Three Rafael Ferreira clutched his textbook to his chest, the crisp autumn breeze rustling the cherry blossom trees outside Shirogane High School. At seventeen, he stood out among his Japanese classmates…

A strange voice whispers from stall number three.
The janitor says no one's ever been inside.
A new short story is up.

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