. (Chapter 2)
Nighttime was an eerie place on this island. Typically people didn’t stay out much, though tonight, Clive happened to be an exception. He wasn’t sure why. Maybe restlessness. Carefully he locked his room’s door behind him, quietly making his way upstairs as to not disturb anyone. Maybe he could take a few moments to himself up on the roof to catch some fresh air, he thought.
He’s almost about to turn the corner to the stairwell to the second floor when he notices a light, and a door open where one definitely shouldn’t be. With near-silent footfalls he sneaks into the hallway, finding-- yes, that was undoubtedly Noah’s room. Was someone looking for evidence? Looting the room of a corpse? He’d have to find out for himself.
With fists and teeth clenched, Clive does his best as not to be seen as he approaches Noah’s open door. But before he can even peer inside, someone steps out of the room. In an instant Clive is grabbing them, pinning them against the wall with his forearm to their-- his throat.
“What were you doing in there,” Clive hisses, staring down Tougou with threatening concern. “You’d better have a decent explanation.”
@goutou-san