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White knights, and flirty people who just don't know when to stop are the worst. You can feel your blood pressure shoot through the roof, as you desperately attempt to fend off this third year university student. You wish you were anywhere, but this dingy computer lab, doing your regular checks, a bit of a ritual.
You may be a second year student, but that gives this creep no right to pressurize you into a date. But of course, he does not pick up on that.
"Can you, like, shut up for five minutes please?" You hiss, tugging your hand away from him. He was half through some vulgar pick up line, and is not pleased at the interruption. He snarls, vehemently, threatening to wring your neck. You ignore the threat, or at least, ignore your rising fear that he might do something. You shuffle away, and continue walking to the door.
The self righteous White Knight is still around, attempting to get a hold of your hand. Desperate to drive him away, you step into the corridor and subsequently, bump into someone. A fellow student - at least, you hope so.
He looks down at you and back at the jerk behind you. Wordlessly, he simply beckons you to follow him, swinging an arm over your shoulder. You notice the other idiot slink away.
"Thanks," you mutter, sighing. "Uh...also, is this yours?" You hold up a USB. "It was still plugged in a computer."
He nods, before regarding you with an appraising look. "Are you a student IT worker?"
You affirm his statement. "You need something?"
"I was hoping I could get access to a few records."
The two of you are back in the lab, seated at the main system. You claimed, upon being questioned by a passing guard, that there was a security issue that needed to be resolved. Ah, and this student? Oh, he's assisting. You watch the guard slink away, presumably buying your like.
"You owe me an explanation," You mutter to your companion. "Why this particular student? Wasn't he a murder victim?"
"Murder victim... How would you know that?"
You blink. "I thought everyone did. My friend told me that, once. She used to work here... before she disappeared." You turn your attention back to the computer. "Are you telling me, that this is being suppressed by the authorities?"
"They were paid to," he explains.
"No record of the student. Did you try contacting other people in the university?"
"Futile solution."
You frown. "I'll see if I can scoop up something...and, if you need help with that 'Apartment Haunting', let me know. I lived in 504, the apartment close to it." You turn and face him. He has a fairly questioning look on his face. "I read it," You state. "Remember the USB?"
"You're rather nosy."
"I'm being helpful." You grin a bit widely, handing a piece of paper. "That's my contact. Give me a missed call. I'll call you back soon. Also, are you really a student here? Never seen you before."
He simply points at a name on the screen, and walks away. You stare after him, before looking at the name he had gestured to.
Saitou, Yakumo.
You stare at it. Well, quite the mystery, isn't he?
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