Yumi was hiding behind the light pole, watching Takashi walk down the street. The entire class knew that she loved him, but Takashi himself remained oblivious. It was a warm autumn day, but for some reason, Yumi could feel a cold chill running down her back. She thought it might be her nerves.
She looked to the side of the light pole, and saw a long shadow being casted across the street. It was triangular in shape, ending in a curved scythe. Yumi turned around and saw the Grim Reaper, shaking in his cloak even more than she was. Yumi's expression of nervousness collapsed, replaced by pure confusion.
"Huh?" she asked.
"Miss, you're in my way, and I need to do my job. So could you... please.. move?" asked the Grim Reaper nervously.
Yumi looked further behind her shoulder, and saw that the Grim Reaper had gotten the end of his scythe impaled in the fence.