The Killing Game was hard on everyone, for one reason or another. The routine was clockwork at this point though.

Morning announcements usually rang out at seven, but something else woke you this morning. Soft knocking at your door.

You groggily drag yourself out of bed and glance at the clock.

5 A.M.

Who could it be at this hour? You cautiously open the door to find a purple haired girl staring at you, arms crossed.

The mysterious girl from before.

"..."

You remember it clearly. When everyone was being introduced in the entrance hall she simply stayed silent, listening with very little in return. You didn't know her talent, but you did know her name was Kyoko.

At least she said that much. But now she said nothing, and simply stared at you, as if analyzing you. Her lavender-colored eyes stayed trained on yours, as she stood in the hallway, enveloped in the darkness of night.

"Hello."