Fuyumi and the rest of her class were setting up decorations whilst the class rep was telling everyone to hurry up and stop talking about the Night Class.
The blue haired woman's mind was clouded with the memories of the dreams she's been having. Or maybe they are nightmares.
Fuyumi felt a sudden chill up her spine for she was nervous. Maybe anxiety?
The girl sighed before continuing with her activities slowly, the outbreak she had last night surely got her tired.
Suddenly, Zero walked in the hall, he was out of breathe and he was bleeding quite a bit.
Fuyumi stood up and looked at Zero with suspicion, when she looked at the blood her eyes flashed red and the memories that were from her dream appeared again.
Fuyumi looked away quickly and didn't even want to look at Zero for some odd reason.
Yuki followed Zero inside a room and they had their own conversation there.
Why am I like this? Why is Zero bleeding...? Fuyumi rummaged around her mind trying to find answers but none never came.
Whatever was happening, Fuyumi swore that she will found out..somehow...
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Fuyumi was getting ready for the ball tonight and she had to remember to be extra sharp on security.
She knew that she won't get that much time to dance and have fun but she had to make the most of it at least.
She sprayed some vanilla perfume on and brushed her hair until it was the way she wanted it.
Fuyumi walked into her closet (it was a enormous one too) and she looked around to see different styles of clothing.
There wasn't much because the clothing that people sell in town didn't exactly fit her style. Only a few made the exception.
She rummaged through and was careful not to knock anything over. She sighed in relief that she had found a piece of clothing that still fitted her.
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It wasn't a dress but it looked stunning and so elegant.
"Hm. I guess I chose the right clothing for this event." Fuyumi smiled at herself in the mirror. She suddenly was reminded of her blanked out face back at her dream but she brushed it off.
She fixed up her tie a bit and walked off outside her room to finally make her way to the hall.
She stopped her tracks and quickly ran back to get her Disciplinary Committee band.
