~Lutz's POV~
Mein Gott. Week three was a disaster. The president of the Drama club, Peter Kirkland, murdered his own best friend and then he killed himself after doing that. I was even told that he was brainwashed to do so.
How could someone do that?! I feel like I am seriously being cursed. At one point, I feel like I am not suitable for another man and then I feel like everyone I meet dies at the end of the week.
Lovino was dating another man, Kuro got poisoned and now this, a murder-suicide of two best friends. I was so deep in thought that I bumped into someone. "...o-ow..." The voice whispered in slight pain. I looked to see who I bumped. It was another man. The fourth this week. He had blonde hair, thick eyebrows and green eyes. But what caught my attention were the thick dark circles under his eyes (from what I can tell, he never has enough time to sleep) and the shadow that slightly covered half of his face.
"...I-I'm...s-sorry. I-I wasn't...watching where I'm g-going..." He stuttered. I see, he's the shy type. "Don't be. It was my fault for not noticing you." I assured, helping him stand up. "I-I'm...A-Arthur K-Kirkland..." He introduced in a quiet voice. "I'm Lutz Beilschmidt. Some call me their senior." I replied.
"Oh...w-well...I'm about to summon a demon from the depths of hell...would you like to watch?" Arthur offered. As much as how that sounds really occult, I politely refused the offer. "No thanks, I'm sorry." I said. When I was in first year, a member of the Occult Club made me watch them summon a demon. Unfortunately, it failed and they summoned a Russian student (who is rumored to be a real demon) instead and it ended with everyone screaming, including me.
"I-It's okay. They u-usually fail everytime we do t-them." He told me. "I guess I'll see you during breaks?" I said. "S-Sure..." Arthur replied. "B-Bye...see...y-you later."