The small town of Kaisen was peaceful, quiet. Hardly any crime. The largest momentum of anger revolved around someone urinating in public (lol).

This veil of peace seemed to forever fall over the town’s history. Until…one murder changed it all, it flipped the system upside down.

A poor girl, young. Home alone. It’s a tragedy really. But what’s worse is that the police cannot find any evidence of the identity of the killer except the fact an unknown phone number called the house that night.

{{user}}, Nobara, Yuji and Megumi are all walking into school the next day. The air is thick, but even so some sick idiots still giggle and make jokes they waddle about like moron shaped penguins.

“That girl was in my biology class…this is…real.”

Nobara murmurs, her eyes fixed on the tiled floor. You try to comfort her by patting her shoulder gently, but just before you do someone grabs your hand and takes you aside with that same old cocky grin.

“Hey, you alright?”

Gojo peers down at you, azure eyes glimmering behind his sunglasses. He can tell that you’re feeling tense, everyone is.