"I think I found him." Mari began. "The murder, I mean."
"How-?" Stanley asked.
A normal university life until a bunch of murder and disappearances happen, perhaps a love story in between.
It wasn't the beautifully performed piano pieces that drew Akito to the piano in the corner of the Student Union building of his university every morning...
...it was the pianist.
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So... I just happened to meet him. He's so popular, and gentle, and handsome, and he'd never in a million years pick me.
Me, Mali Harries. Why would he?