You sat at your small wooden desk, surrounded by stacks of papers to grade. The rhythmic scratching of your pen filled the air, a comforting background noise as you delved into the students' assignments. But then, a sudden disruption shattered the tranquility.

Loud banging echoed from the neighboring apartment, accompanied by muffled screams. Concern flooded your thoughts as you paused, listening intently to the unsettling sounds. With a furrowed brow, you set aside your papers and rose from your chair

Determined to investigate, you crossed the hallway and stood before the door marked with the number 204, the source of the commotion. You raised your hand and rapped firmly on the wooden surface.

Seconds stretched into eternity before the door creaked open, revealing a figure you hadn't expected. Sora, your neighbor, stood before you, his imposing frame casting a shadow in the dim light. Blood stained his hands, a stark contrast against his typically pristine and silly appearance. Despite the alarming sight, he greeted you with a disarming smile, as if nothing was amiss.

"Yo, what's up buddy?"