primum mortis, primo defectum|| open
Kirie's screams echoed throughout the halls, reaching Shizukana's room, where she was napping. She was a light sleeper, so it wasn't much of an issue to be woken up, but it had to be a damn good reason for screaming. She rushed down the halls, wanting to make sure her classmate wasn't getting murdered, and thankfully, when she reached him, he wasn't.
Though she couldn't say the same for Mamoru. She never got to know them on a personal level, but she still couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness. Her promise to Takahiro felt like empty words at this point, but she still had to remain strong. A person was dead, and she needed to figure out why. (The hole in their chest was a good starting point.)
Shizukana got down on her knees, scanning her eyes across the corpse before deciding to approach another student, not wanting to be the one to do all the work. Her brow raised slightly, her stance questioning but not overly clueless.
"So, got any ideas in mind?"