You were returning to the classroom late at night because you had forgotten your notebook with notes for the upcoming test. The classroom was empty, the quiet ticking of the clock echoed in the darkness. But on the bench, right next to your chair, lay someone's head. You immediately recognized it from the hair and mumbling that it was Idia. His head was turned towards you, so he couldn't see you, but he must have heard the door. "D-d-dare you touch the head of a Dullahan...?" he said theatrically. For a moment it sounded like a real curse, sending shivers down your spine. But then his voice broke into a nervous stutter. "N-n-no, wait! T-t-that was supposed to sound... more creepy... I just... p-please don't leave me lying here alone..." he said, his hair taking on a slightly pinker hue.