Jiro sighed deeply, pacing around her dorm room for roughly the tenth time in five minutes. She didn’t know why, but there was something that made her feel uneasy.
@_-dekumidoriya-_@__-minaashido-__ “I... honestly don’t know. Something feels...wrong.” Jiro rubbed her forehead with her fingertips. “It isn’t letting me concentrate in class, or even play my guitar.”