Episode NotesAyumi has a big crush on her teacher, and also a call to the sea... But something is in the water, and it's not love...A Sunken Heart in Hino Bay by Jeff CarpenterMusic by Ray Mattishttp://raymattispresents.bandcamp.comProduced by Daniel WilderGet Cool Merchandise http://store.weeklyspookySupport us on Patreon http://patreon.com/IncrediblyHandsomeContact Us/Submit a Storytwitter.com/WeeklySpookyfacebook.com/WeeklySpookyWeeklySpooky@gmail.comThis episode sponsored by HenFlix.comFor everything else visit WeeklySpooky.comTranscript:"All life emerged... crawled out from the sea... now I don't know what's crawling out."HINO BAY HIGH SCHOOL SCIENCE/ BIOLOGY CLASS MONDAY - 2:43 PMAyumi scribbles into her notebook, hunched over her desk, protecting her work. Her eyes are obscured by black horn rims matching her long jet-black hair tied into a pony tail."Are you like in Grade 3?"A girl beside her with dyed brown hair grabs the notebook off Ayumi's desk. The pen leaves a streak across the page.She turns to a second girl and shows her the notebook.The second girl makes a sour face, gesturing dismissively at the drawings in a lined notebook page. Cartoons. A girl sun-bathing in a boat reading a book. And below her myriad sea creatures frolicking in the deep. An octopus and crab feasting on something.The girl points at a figure farther down the page...A masked scuba diver rising to the surface holding something in his hand..."Oh my god... is that Mr. Hirada? What is that in his hand... what has he got... a pearl? A present? For you?"She and her friend laugh at the suggestion. Ayumi tries to grab it."Give it back!""He'd only kiss you if you had gills and a tail!" "She already smells like she does!""GIVE IT BACK!"There is a crack at the front of the class. The student's heads turn to the front. The teacher rests his hand on a book atop of some scattered papers on his desk. "Ayumi, please see me after class.""Ooooooooohh...!" the two girlfriends coo in chorus.Ayumi holds a stack of textbooks in crossed arms close to her chest."I'm not sure what's come over you. You were disturbing the class today. And you haven't handed in your assignment yet. Usually you're a very well behaved, punctual student. What's gotten into you?"She can't meet his eyes."Tomorrow, Mr. Hirada. Tomorrow."AYUMI'S HOUSEHOLD - MONDAY - 6:49 PMThe melted chocolate cools in the bowl on the double boiler.On the counter beside the stove are a box of sea salt, a jar of raspberry jam, a bowl of herring roe, a collection of spoons and heart-shaped moulds.Ayumi's grandfather walks up behind her, looking over her shoulder. Surprises her."For a boy? It's good you take an interest in normal school life outside of the tales you read in your books. It's good you spend time with people your own age. Dead authors and old men like me are not ideal companions for young girls."Ayumi ignores her grandfather and increases her focus on spooning the jam into the cooled chocolate moulds.With intense deliberation she plucks two individual eggs from the herring roe, and placing them side by side in the raspberry jam. Squishing them together in the gooey jam, they leak their briny golden insides into the surrounding compote.She sprinkles a pinch of sea salt into the moulds, finishing her creation with a flourish. "Could I have a taste of that chocolate though? Reminds me of your grandmother." TUESDAY - VALENTINE'S DAY - 1:56 PMA girl bumps into Ayumi in the hall. She drops her books and makes a desperate grab as the red cardboard box folded in the shape of a clamshell, slips from her fingers. As she bends over to pick them up, she notices a boy (a strong, athletic boy from her gym class) looking at her with a kind of faint smile she hasn't seen before and she sees that her skirt is riding high up her legs. She straightens up and pulls her skirt down. The boy still has the funny look on his face, and he looks weak somehow, as if all his strength has leaked away. Just by looking at her. S