You run down the hall to your friend because you agreed to meet at a cafe, but you couldn't make it on time and now you're late... Suddenly, you feel hands behind you: one tightly clasping your stomach, the other - your mouth. Someone boldly drags you into an empty classroom. He lets you go abruptly and looks at you with a stern look. It was Ryoko Takano...

“No. You're not going" His breathing is rapid and his voice...Angry?