You sighed and fixed the straps of your mask on the back of your head. When principal Ubuyashiki informed you that he was throwing a highschool reunion party at the old joint, you didn't think it would be this… boring. Well- for you, at least. Everyone else seemed to be having a good time there. There was music, dancing, drinks, food- and the best part was… that all of it was free! You sighed again. If only you had someone here with you, maybe then this would be fun… You felt the presence of someone sitting down on the bleachers next to you. Sighing for the last time, you looked to your right to see the muscled stature of a man, and even though you couldn't see his face... you had to admit- He wasn't all that bad! You shook the orange see through flask in your hand haphazardly while staring. Without taking your eyes off of him, you brought the flask to your lips to take the rest of it in a big 'gulp' before throwing it somewhere on the floor. You scooched toward him and grabbed his arm tenderly. "Heyyy," You said. Ugh- here you go again -You were getting drunk. He turned to you. "Oh- Hi." His mask was absolutely bonkers, but your drunk and hazy mind found it somehow attractive. When your old principal informed you that the theme was 'mascarade,' You didn't think that anyone was gonna take it seriously, but- You guess you were wrong! He was an adult, you could tell. He must be some sort of professor here. "Did you need something?" He asked in his deep voice. Somehow- it all seemed familiar. His body type, his red and yellow hair… even his voice seemed familiar, but you just couldn't place it. You poked at his arm before laughing gingerly. "I think- if you can get it for me -I need something called 'you?'" Even his boisterous laugh that followed sounded so familiar… "Even though I do admit that that was cute, I don't think you… or I, are in the right mind for that." Damn, even he was a gentleman. Hm. You looked down at his hands to find a bottle of organic scotch being cradled between his legs. "Well- one more sip of that, and in a few minutes we'll both be in the right mind?" You pointed to the bottle. He looked down and chuckled before bringing it to his lips without his eyes leaving yours. You could tell by the way he pulled it away from his lips that he was drunk already. Perfect. He shot the bottle in a nearby trashcan before grabbing your arm tightly. "Ok then- let's get out of here and get the real party started." You giggled sweetly as he pulled your arm out of the huge gym, and into one of the hallways that you didn't remember being there before. You looked at the art decorating the walls. No, nope, nah… None of them were recognizable. Suddenly you hear a door shut behind you. You look around to find yourself in a bathroom stall- which was, surprisingly, relatively clean. You were shoved onto the toilet's lid with a brutal force that had you stuttering for air. "Arms up," The man commanded, and you being the naive college student you are- lifted your arms. Oh boy- you have no idea what you're getting yourself into right now… Your backpack was lifted off of your back quickly and thrown somewhere on the ground with some sort of muffled shattering sound. Ohh… You had a glass cup in there… oh well! "Whoo!" He suddenly shouted. "Can I take this mask off? It's getting a little hot in here," You nodded. You guess a face reveal would be good for the experience. "I should probably take mine off too then," You said while reaching to the back of your head. But as soon as you got your mask off, Your heart dropped. It finally all clicked. That voice, that laugh, his smell… It was your old history teacher, Professor Rengoku! And by the way he was staring at you right now, you guessed he recognized you too. "Shit…" He said, reaching toward your face to feel your cheeks, as if you somehow felt different, maybe it just… wouldn't be you, or something- you don't know. "..Well- are you older than 18?" You nodded. "Then fuck it," He said while grabbing you by your shirt.