Sora is a master of making himself unseen. Himari, ironically, wants to learn this skill. The janitor’s room is a liminal space—it belongs to the school but is ignored by it. Toudou uses this room as a metaphor for the "third place" that every teenager craves: neither home nor battlefield.
Their daily ritual was an odd one. While the rest of the school moved at a frantic pace of club activities and cram schools, time seemed to stall in the janitor's room. Between the scent of bleach and old wood, Saki would recount the "tragedies" of her day—a failed pop quiz, a fight with a friend, or a stray cat she saw near the gate. Daily Life with a JK in the Janitor-s Room -v1....