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"Alright, I have fixed the phone." Itona announced. It was already the end of the day, so not many of the students were around. Those who were still hanging around crowded around Itona's desk curiously. On his desk laid [Name]'s cracked phone, but thanks to Itona, it had been brought back to life. Her locksreen was a picture of her and her friends from the school trip, though its happy nature contrasted with the severely cracked screen of her phone.
"Isn't this invading into [Last Name] San's privacy?" Yukiko pointed out, a worried expression casted on her pretty face. Kayano placed a reassuring hand on her friend's shoulder.
"It's fine, if her phone was just discarded like that, something must have happened to her. We have to find out what." Kayano explained, while Nagisa leaned over Itona to see what was inside [Name]'s phone.
Upon unlocking it, her homescreen was revealed to be Gakushuu, sleeping on a table peacefully. The E Class roared in excitement at seeing the stoic and prideful Student Council President in such a peaceful state.
"[Last Name] San is much closer to Asano Kun than I had expected." Nagisa murmured as they went into her camera roll. It seemed ordinary, it was just filled with pictures of her friends, school work and some sunset skies.
Nothing seemed wrong, and Nagisa was starting to think that his gut feeling was wrong. But he can't shake off the fact that both him and [Name] share similiar experiences with troubling mothers. He then moved to check her messages.
Her inboxes were full of notifications from her friends. Most were asking where she was and how she's been. Once again, everything seemed perfectly normal. Though, Karma being a cheeky bastard, suddenly grabbed the phone from Itona before they could start looking through her messages.
"Hmm~~ I wonder what type of messages the pres and miss little perfect send each other~~" He teased, holding the phone above his head so that Nagisa couldn't snatch it back. He then opened Gakushuu's chatroom with [Name]. His teasing smirk slightly faltered when he started reading the latest messages from Gakushuu. He started to scroll up, and saw their conversation about [Name]'s injuries. That was when his smile dropped, and was replaced with a serious frown.
"Karma? What's wrong?" Nagisa asked, noticing Karma's faltered expression.
"Let's check her recently deleted in her camera roll." He responded curtly, lowering the phone so that the people around him could watch. His fingers glided skillfully across the crack phonescreen, accessing her recently deleted. He didn't expect much from looking through her deleted photos, probably maybe just some a few injury photos that she took for Gakushuu but that's about it. He didn't expect for a whole gallery of brutal wound photos hidden in them, plus some blurry videos.
Karma pressed on one of the images, the tiny square image filled the screen to reveal [Name]'s neck, black and blue at the sides. Nagisa took notice of when this picture was taken, it was during the middle of school break.
"It looked like she got choked..." Nagisa murmured, swiping to the next image which then revealed more injury photos. "Did she, took these photos for evidence?"
"Perhaps, seems like she even set her recently deleted to never autodelete anything." Kayano pointed out, pointing over the trashbin icon in the corner that had a diagonal slash across it.
They kept scrolling, until they reached the most recently deleted media, which was a video that was taken on the day Nagisa had last seen [Name]. The video played, and the loud slamming of the door caused a few people to flinch. Judging from the way the video was recorded, it must have been an accident. No one seemed aware it was being recorded, even the owner of the phone herself.
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Perfect Facade[Asano Gakushuu x Reader]
Fanfiction"I'm not perfect." ●●● [Last Name][Name] was the so called, "Perfect Girl" by many. With her looks, intellect and athletism, not many could find a single flaw in her. Her parents were overjoyed to have a daughter just like her. Perfection, what was...