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[b][color=758fff]Date:[/color][/b] April 25th, 2025
[b][color=758fff]Mentions:[/color][/b] Akira [@DJAtomika] | 
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This was, to say the least, the most eventful week in the history of Fujihama High; one that Kotone had to collect bits and pieces from around the grapevine to even get an idea of the drama.

First was whatever the hell was going on in 2B. Apparently, from what she heard around the school, was that someone did something that had Miss Okamoto threaten to expel the entire class over it. Kotone had heard a variety of things, such as a lewd drawing of Miss Okamoto, choice words threatening her, the entire class bullying her... They were all theories, but Kotone couldn't pin point exactly what could have possibly justified threatening expulsion of an entire class. Perhaps it was just an empty threat to get the culprit to fess up? It had to be. How the hell could a teacher do that without facing [i]any[/i] sort of legal repercussions? 

Apparently it didn't matter now, because boob bimbo was going around like nothing ever happened... Did she just forget or something? What the hell happened? Was there [i]anyone[/i] out there that could give even a tiny idea about what changed?

Next was the article she read online regarding the Fujihama students that found a fucking [i]dead body[/i]. The article didn't disclose any names or identities (for legal purposes of course), but those particular students had been taken in for questioning. Unless they were directly involved or there was evidence that they had something to do with it, they should have been released by now. Kotone had plenty of questions regarding the dead body, such as who they were and how did they die, but like hell she'd get any answers. She wouldn't dare traumatize her fellow schoolmates either by asking her questions, so she'd just have to wait on further news regarding the case.

Not to forget the suicide of the Prime Minister, which had a lot of speculations and theories regarding the guy's mental health or any motive he could have had for choosing to televise his suicide. What sort of message was he trying to convey to his people doing that? He was beloved and respected... It didn't make sense for the image of a respectful and dutiful man to just off himself in front of everyone who trusted him...

It might be selfish, but Kotone hoped someone out there would post updates and maybe some more insider information; this shit was so interesting. 


But now that the school had mostly returned to normal, Kotone decided to head up to the roof to eat her lunch and do some writing. A great view mixed with a nice smell from the gardening club's greenhouse made it a good place to relax and maybe think of some new songs. Though upon arrival, she heard the all too familiar noise of a trumpet. The playing itself wasn't bad at all, it was the loudness of the instrument made it easy for her to see where it was coming from. Though the song itself was much too slow for Kotone's taste, she could appreciate a fine piece of music when she heard it.

The trumpeter was the pink-haired girl that Kotone would usually see in the band room when she wanted to borrow their guitar. She'd seen her around but never really engaged in a full conversation with her. Kotone thought their difference in music tastes would make things a little awkward, but she supposed she could give some small talk a shot.

Especially when she'd most likely be seeing more of that girl in the future.

Kotone approached her, waiting patiently for the song to finish before asking her question. 

[color=758fff]"Nice song. Who was that?"[/color] She asked her.