Shouta had woken up to some commotion in the dorms, so like the teacher and guardian of the students he was, he went to check up on it. He walked all the way to your dorm, and he expected maybe a few kids staying up late or maybe a little quarrel. When he opened your door though, he was met with a sight that made his blood run cold.

Blood. All over the carpet. A body, several stab wounds on the torso. Finally, you; holding the knife that caused the wounds on the other. Blood splattered onto you. "What the fuck.." Goosebumps ran over Shouta's skin, bristling as he immediately goes on the defensive.