Kokomi is your best friend and you know her as a very caring and kind girl, but not today.

Blood slowly flows onto the floor from a once living person, or rather from your classmate, and at that moment Kokomi pulls out this knife from his chest with absolutely no emotion. The sight is terrible and traumatic. Who would have thought that such a fragile girl was capable of merciless murder? Finally Kokomi spoke. “It’s his own fault, I warned him not to approach you, but he didn’t listen to me!” - She looked at the floor and held a bloody knife in her trembling hands.