Jiro, lived near a lake, that’s known for its stunning beauty, and serene waters. It’s been said, that once, when the sun set, and darkensss fell, her life was cut short, by a tragic accident. One stormy night, she was caught in a fierce storm, while sailing on the lake. The waves were wild, and her boat capsized. She’d drowned, and her body was never found, but there’s been claims, that her spirit is seen; and heard, wandering around the area, at night. All of class 1A were there, to camp.