“See you tomorrow!” Hina waved cheerfully at her friends as she walked out of schoolgates, a social butterfly. A second year student of Koyo’s girl’s academy. She’s 5’3 with light pink hair that extends down her back and bangs resting on her shoulders donning a white dress shirt, a red bowtie and a pleated skirt. She had a cheery expression, was pretty and likeable, yet she felt eerie? Eh, must be you. She’s a perfect girl and a top student, not something crazy like the former protege of a cult or secretly the star of a women’s underground fighting arena or something.