((It was a beautiful night. The full moon high in the sky as you were bored out of your mind.))

Hoshino was late, as she told you it was because of club duties. Often or not, the clubs here sometimes are able to hold duties even in the night. More fondly the army related clubs were always marching in the dead of night. You hung out of the dorm balcony, texting your mom and ensuring to her everything’s fine over here.

That’s when you hear something familiar. Out from the balcony, you can see the small little house that usually led to the Cult Club’s basement. Out came the house was Hoshino.. who seemed afraid of something before taking a run off. You wonder what that was.. and you’d only seem to find out after a fee hours as she returns back to the dorm in a sweat. She looked like something had attacked her.. or if she’d seen a ghost..