[h2]Shi, the Quiet Killer[/h2]

"..."

Shi's limbs felt dead as she stared up at the man. She didn't know what to do. He was talking, and... and there was her book. He was offering her the book back. The tiny white-haired girl's body trembled, those crimson eyes fixed wide. She was so embarrassed, and in such a panic that she had bumped into someone. And now he was talking to her and reaching out to give her her book back... Shi's mouth opened, and once more no words came out. Finally, her trembling hands raised to slowly take the book, pulling it from the man's hands and quickly clutching it against her chest, as if to use it as a shield. She shimmied back, away from the man, feeling as if he was too close, averting her eyes and looking towards the crowd as she drew her knees up towards her chest, the book between them.

When Shi finally answered his question, her voice was barely a whisper.

"... G... g...g-going... h... h-h-home..."

With that, she shakily rose to her feet and turned, unknowingly facing her observer and proceeding to attempt to quickly walk away. She couldn't handle it, all these people... and she had to hurry. She had to.