The scars on her leg, the scissors held on a strap on the other leg. No matter how many times she put it down, threw it away or locked it away, she would always find herself with bloodstained scissors with a new victim hanging on the wall next to her. There were times, where she could see herself killing them. Her own laughter echoing in the building as her consciousness drifted away.

Touko had enough. Now with her in the situation of mutual killing, she needed to tell someone. Someone from her best selling books. A prince charming with shining blonde hair and a perfect face.

She stood outside of Byakuya Togami's dorm room, with nobody in the hall as nighttime came nearer and everyone retreated to their rooms. The girl rang the doorbell, as she waited with sweaty hands as she bit her thumb. The door finally opened, as Byakuya looked at her with disgust once he realized who it was. He questioned her, crinkling his nose.

"I-I...have something to tell you...but you must promise to not tell anyone." She avoided eye contact as he replied, "Well, this is interesting. Whatever." She let out a small smile as he let her into his room. She began to explain her story as he kept his distance from her. All Touko collected from their conversation was his little smirks and Byakuya telling her that she should keep her part of the promise by controlling Syo. A large grin formed on her face once she exited his room. She was going to be a good girl, and maybe this will pay off. Maybe he'll go out with her if she keeps her part of the promise. She entered her room as the bell rang, her mind full of fantasies of a white prince with glasses.


Byakuya Togami found himself in a very interesting position, he watched Mondo Oowada leave the girl's changing room with a pale face and an e-Handbook in his hand. It was surprising the moron didn't notice him behind the wall and soon left, heading towards the sauna.

He grinned as he went back to the library, grabbing a useful item that would make this trial much more interesting and leaving on the table, a slim file book, labeled "MURDER CASES OF GENOCIDER SYO [TOP SECRET]" He walked back to the changing rooms, gripping an extension cord.

It's not like he agreed to that promise anyway.