Upon reaching the bathroom, Ishimaru leaned across the sink and looked into the mirror.
He gasped deeply as he stared at his left eye, yet he was not surprised. It was bright red with blood, and his pupil had grown small and twitched in various directions. It was no longer functional, by any means, but Ishimaru could feel his pupil twitching restlessly as he scoped it out in the mirror.
"Hey"
Ishimaru turned around to see a girl known as Kyouko Kirigiri. She sported beautiful long lilac hair with a fringe and a mysterious character, one that Ishimaru dared not to get involved with. But why on earth was she in the boys bathroom?
"K-kirigiri! What are you doing here? I must ask you to leave this place immediately, as president of the disciplinary commit-" he cut off mid statement
"Why didn't you finish?" She enquired
"I-"
"I know. You don't believe you deserve that authority anymore." Kirigiri said calmly, as if toying with him.
"Why are you here anyway?" Ishimaru mumbled, trying not to look her in the eye, as if she were a dangerous animal.
"Because I saw you coming in here... also a few drips of blood on the floor." She answered, simply, her eyes fixed on Ishimaru in a heated gaze.
Ishimaru faced the mirror once more, and Kirigiri slowly walked over to it.
"Bit of a masochist, are we?" She said, almost smiling.
"N-no! I just-"
"I know. I saw the whole thing." Kirigiri replied seriously, a direct contrast to her previous tone.
She stared at his eye in the mirror from behind Ishimaru with not the slightest bit of hesitation at seeing the state of it. It was unusual, Ishimaru suddenly felt calm in a way he had never felt before. Perhaps he was going insane... or perhaps he was coming to his senses. Such things were hard to determine, especially since poor judgement had been commonplace in he recent days, causing the death of five of his classmates. Although Ishimaru wanted to pin it all on himself, and not others. It wasn't anyone's fault... but if that was the case why did he feel such gripping guilt built up inside him?
His legs began to tremble unstoppably.
"They're all going to ask you what happened. You know that, right?" Kirigiri sighed, and tugged at her studded gloves thoughtfully. Receiving no reply, she walked towards the door. "By the way... This is the girls bathroom."
Ishimaru blushed and placed his hand over his mouth in embarrassment.
"M- My deepest apologies!" He stuttered, bowing enthusiastically and clamping his eyes shut.
But when he looked up again, the girl had already disappeared into the halls.