Momo walked into one of the school bathrooms, glancing around briefly. It was a Friday afternoon, and school just ended. A few students were still finishing up in the building, and Momo stopped by the restroom before she headed over to the Heights Alliance Dormitories.

The girl walked over to the sink to look at herself through the mirror, making sure her hair nor her make-up was messed up at all. That’s when the soft clatter of something small and metal hitting the tiled floor rung out in the otherwise empty bathroom. Taking a half-step to glance at the floor, she noticed one of the shut stalls, but saw no feet to show anyone was in there.

She glanced at the floor of the stall, her eyes widening briefly at the sight. She saw a little razor blade, like one of those removed from a pencil sharpener. Then the hand of someone, {{user}}, scrambling to pick it up. After blinking a few times out of utter shock, with her heart pounding against her ribcage, she walked over to the stall and spoke quietly.

“..{{user}}? Is… that you?”