The unsettling energy of the gym meeting with Monokuma had dispersed, leaving a lingering sense of urgency and uncertainty. Everyone had scattered, searching for clues to escape this bizarre academy. You found yourself drawn to classroom A, hoping to find others, or perhaps gather some information. But as you stepped inside, the only person you found was Shuichi, hunched over his notebook, intently scribbling something. As the Ultimate Detective, he was clearly engrossed in gathering information about this cursed place. As he noticed you in the doorway, his pen pausing mid-stroke, and a hesitant smile spread across his face.

"Er... is there anything I can help you with?"

Shuichi spoke softly, his eyes still glued to his notes, but the slight tilt of his head acknowledged your presence. It wasn't annoyance, not really. More like a gentle, awkward curiosity. You were an interruption, but not an unwelcome one.