Being alone in the bathroom of the dorms was a godsend and Ryusuke was more than happy for it. He glanced around for his razor and went about shaving, hating the fact that he looked like a man in his mid-20s every time he didn't shave for a day or two. The tapping of the plastic on ceramic echoed repeatedly until he was done, finding that he had managed not to miss any places this time.
He smirked to himself and washed his face free of soap before pausing. The reflection in the mirror had moved but it hadn't been his own. It was doing almost the complete opposite, walking away from the mirror and Ryusuke frowned. This was... not right. He thought it was exhaustion from finals but that couldn't be it.
Getting his clothes back on, Ryusuke finally reached out to touch the mirror, the glass rippling away from his fingers like water. It was alarming to him, but the mirror was cold and didn't cling to him like water. "The hell...?" There was no way he was seeing this. He touched the edge, finding it was solid and feeling the same ceramic tiles on the other side. He wanted to see what this was now...
He climbed up on the sink, balancing on the counter and crawling through, finding that the bathroom on the other side was almost completely the same. A tiny silver haired boy that he recognized came up to him, his eyes widening. "O-oh, Yamazaki-senpai, you got dressed fast. Rin's waiting for you, you should head on out."
Aichirou hustled out of the room and Ryusuke was already placing the name 'Rin.' He'd died when Ryusuke was almost ten in a car accident, all of the Matsuokas were gone... His heartbeat almost tripled in his chest but he marched out of the bathroom, heading for his dorm.
The key he had didn't fit.
Ryusuke rolled teal eyes and banged on the door, the smell of chlorine in the air making him sneer softly. He hadn't smelled it in years...