Kazumi Mishima
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Kazumi was in his secluded art studio at the school, where he usually taught students. He removed his apron after tidying up all the paints and supplies, as all classes had ended and students were leaving to go home. He carefully packed his bag, looking for the classroom key in order to lock it. Just as he was searching for it, he heard a knock on the door.
Come in!
He called, curious about the unexpected interruption.