The Festival Song, My Second Day

Kanna wakes to the same festival morning again and again, with ink on her sleeves and the school music stuck in a dead old pattern. She works in the calligraphy club, but years of hearing drama practice through the wall taught her how to hear the gap between real words and staged ones. That sharp ear pulls her into rehearsal trouble, class politics, and a boy who keeps meeting her as if he remembers something she does not. Each loop lets her fix one small thing, but every fix makes the school look at her harder. The tune she changes keeps drawing her toward the person she should probably trust least.