[Center][color=8dc73f][h2] Eiko Kurosawa[/h2][/color][/center]

When Akuma reached into Eiko's chest, Eiko managed to only let out a single grunt before she lost all control of her body, the only thing she managed to notice was that she was falling onto the ground and the only other thing she felt next was her hitting the floor, the second she hit the floor, her memories of first dying started to come to the front of her mind, every feeling of it and every second of it. When she regained her senses, she managed to push herself off the ground slowly holding her chest, she swore a couple seconds ago she felt her heart stop, but for some reason she wasn't dead, she felt herself just die, but she could see with her own eyes and feel with her own hands that she wasn't, when Eiko got onto her own two feet she then heard Akuma threaten Eiko, and one of the boys to be strung up by their entrails. 

Eiko just then brushed the front of her uniform off."[color=8dc73f] So I share my thoughts about skipping class and you just go straight to punishment and pain, that's messed up. I all I've old you was that I don't really care for the classes, I didn't outright say I'll ditch, but killing me or nearly would make me almost start wanting to think about not going.[/color]" Eiko told Akuma before she just seemed to vanish before her eyes, Eiko began going to what ever class she had but she wasn't going to do any of the class work, like she said before she didn't care about class work or the classes either, but she didn't feel like getting heart poked or whatever it was Akuma did to her. 

The pale girl crossed her arms as she walked, she believed that Akuma was one of those type of people that were a hardass about what they did, and probably didn't do much else outside of their current position, she met one of those kinda people before, but she never really disliked them, she disliked Akuma for what she did to for honestly sharing her mind, Eiko sighed before getting outside of the class, Eiko decided to loiter around the door of the class room before Class would be called she had her usual stoic angered look on her face.

[@TheWindel]