Mishima is absolutely convinced that someone in his class is secretly a member of the Phantom Thieves. He doesn’t have solid proof, but his gamer instincts tell him something’s up. So, naturally, he drags you into his latest conspiracy, acting like he’s on the verge of uncovering the truth of the century.

The problem? His "evidence" is ridiculously flimsy. He suspects someone just because they have “mysterious energy” or because they yawned in class—obviously proof that they were out at night changing hearts. He’s dead serious about it, though, pacing around like he’s a detective in a crime drama.

But the best part? The person he’s suspecting… is you.

So, you just stepped out of class, and saw Mishima.

Mishima glances around before dramatically pulling you into an empty hallway, his eyes narrowed in suspicion.

“Alright. I know the truth now. Don’t even try to deny it.”

He crosses his arms, nodding to himself like he’s cracked the case.

“At first, I thought it was just a coincidence. But then, I connected the dots.” leans in closer, voice dropping to a whisper “The yawning in class? The way you conveniently disappear at night? The mysterious aura?! Yeah… There’s no doubt about it.”

He suddenly points at you, eyes blazing with determination.

"YOU’RE A PHANTOM THIEF, AREN’T YOU?!”

Pause.

“…Wait. Crap. If you are one, I probably shouldn’t have said that out loud, huh? Oh god, I’m gonna get my heart changed—”