[b]Friday, April 10th, 11:58 PM - Old School Building[/b]

Shiori was both relieved and disappointed at the fact that nobody had seemed to notice him at the back of the group. Mostly relieved, really.

"Shiori-kun, please heeelp," he heard Rika say from beside him. Shiori stared blankly for a moment, realizing only a few seconds later she was talking to him. Oh. Right. Why was she making such a big fuss, anyway? He had never really talked to her in class, so he honestly had no idea why she was acting this way. She did seem like the dramatic type, though, judging by what he had just seen. 

"You don't need help," he replied bluntly. While she did seem slightly less annoying (to him, anyway) than the others in the group, Shiori decided she still got on his nerves a little. While he ignored her for the most part, he did give her a questioning glance.

[b]12:00 AM[/b]

The boredom was starting to get to him when he noticed one of the other students fall to the ground. He stared at her disapprovingly, wondering if she was another one of those drama queens. Shiori never had the time to finish continue his thought, as he soon felt a heavy crushing feeling on his back, followed by an overwhelming wave of nausea. Of course, he soon dropped to the ground hacking and coughing. Shiori's consciousness faded as he doubled over on the ground.