[center][sub][color=662d91]No loose ends, you understand? We can't have them poking around. Not with tensions as high as they are.[/color][/sub] [i][h1][color=f6989d]Shinjuku District[/color][/h1][/i] [url=https://youtu.be/kkFFcSUu6CU?si=G9C-dSlTngityROv]♫[/url][/center] Morning turned to midday, the sun an eternal reminder of the waning time remaining in the day. So little time, so little freedom. Day in and day out, humans streamed through their lives like mindless drones... The cycle had to be broken somehow. There was a certain [i]beauty[/i] in terror after all... Reflections seem to ripple like water, as the glass of the Mode Gakuen Cocoon Tower's top floor shattered, as a person threw themselves out of it, a hammer in hand. A feeling of weightlessness before the sudden end. Another loose end tied. Another predecessor, another failure, gone. He stands at the edge of the crowd, the gruesome scene obscured by morbidly curious passersby. Turning away, none noticed him. A shadow in the corner of one's eye... The boots didn't make a sound this time, his form cracking, fragmenting. The man of the mask pushed onward. [i]On to the next.[/i] [@Baphomini][@Kronshi][@Girlie Go Boom] [hr] [img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/e05d2ee8-beeb-45b0-993c-b1b62a099433.png[/img] Chihiro's classes could have gone better, but that feeling of being followed, stalked... it stayed. It made it hard to pay attention during lectures sure, but that didn't mean she didn't try. Walking down the halls of Shirubashedo Academy was something she did almost every day, but it didn't feel the same as it always did... There was a certain heaviness in the air, like someone had died here... She reached the door, opening it to the midday streets of the Shinjuku district, one of the large screens on the buildings displaying news... [i]Another suicide.[/i] She didn't know the victim by any means, but it still hurt. Especially after... [i]No. No, don't think about it. You don't want to open up old wounds.[/i] She shook her head, walking in the opposite direction of the billboard screen. She looked in the window's reflection as she passed... Was that really her? Or was that what she made themself see? The reflection rippled slightly, as she stopped by a small cafe. She needed to take a load off. All this worry wasn't healthy, it couldn't be. But still, the heaviness in her heart stayed... What the hell was wrong with her? She walked up to the counter of the small establishment, taking a precursory glance toward the menu written on a chalkboard hanging on the back wall. [indent][color=a187be]"Konnichiwa... Uhm... I'll just get some boba tea please."[/color][/indent] She placed the yen on the counter, stepping away to let whoever was next in line order. She didn't trust many people in most cases, but it felt as if that was multiplied... Like she was going to be revealed... A low sigh, then walked over to the bathroom. She didn't really know why, but it would probably do her some good to be in front of an actual mirror, not relying on the reflections of the window panes that line the streets of this city... When she walked in, it was dead silent. As if the entire room were soundproofed, the noise from the main room of the store disappeared completely... Nothing but the soft sound of clinking glass. As she approached the mirror, it showed her reflection. It showed [i]Chihiro[/i]. But the mirror was shifting. Flowing. Like it was some kind of liquid. She felt something behind her, the feeling that she had been stalked by... it was here. She turned but didn't see anything... their gaze glanced to the mirror again, before she jumped back. [i]A wolf stared back from the other side of the mirror.[/i] She rushed out of the restroom, back to the main storefront. Did she have schizophrenia now or something? A lot of creepy shit was going on... It was the lunch rush now... students coming down the sidewalks and streets, most looking a their phones, the news was definitely on the minds of a lot of people... Though no one seemed to want to do anything about it...