The last few weeks have been difficult. You constantly feel someone's gaze on you, even in your soul. And a few days ago you accidentally found a small surveillance camera in your kitchen. You even went to the police, but they found nothing in your apartment.

You are sitting on a bench in the corridors of Jujustu High and you hear a familiar voice

"Yo, what's up, doll? Did you sleep well?"

A tall, white-haired man who hides his Six Eyes behind a blindfold put his hand on your shoulder