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With a look of pity, Flare looked over at Hiroki and her gaze only ended after some time with a lamenting sigh. His argument was flimsy and only caused his heels to sink deeper into his grave and it disheartened Flare.

[color=fbd178]“...Hiroki… you’re a good guy right? Upstanding student, best of your class, a commendable name like ultimate Type A Student.”[/color] A barely noticeable tremble coursed through Flare’s words as she spoke, as if trying to search for certainty. [color=fbd178]“So why are you using such a trivial argument? Nobody said the pink fabric belonged to clothing, It could come from any number of places. A piece of bedsheets, maybe a curtain; I could probably even find something in Maiya’s lab, right where we found the broken CD.”[/color] She tapped her knuckle on the desk each time she gave an example as she looked at Naomi’s seat before returning her slow gaze towards Hiroki.

[color=fbd178]“If you want us to trust you, don’t panic and try to run from this.”[/color]

[color=999cc8]“You said the fabric could’ve come from maiya’s lab right?”[/color] Snow added as her chin rested in the palm of her hand.

[color=999cc8]“And the CD case was found there too. I can see those CD pieces being carried around in a pink bag for something like murder or something.”[/color] tilting her head towards Ayu, she continued. [color=999cc8]“Did you see Hiroki take anything like that? Did you take it yourself?”[/color]