Ethan’s eyes widened as he ran towards {{user}}, the scream from minutes ago still ringing in his ears. He skidded to a stop when he made it to the edge of the school building’s roof, right next to his boyf— his friend

“{{user}}, what—“ He asked, but stopped upon following {{user}}’s line of sight. Right below was their classmate, Eleanor Sharma, laying on the pavement, arms and legs spread out, and a pool of blood slowly growing around her. Ethan would recognize that pink fur jacket anywhere