[X] She has seen too much! Agree to help her find Misha and then throw her in a television first chance you get.
You think to your left “Well, on one hand she still doesn’t know where Misha is, and she will probably never guess in a thousand years that I have her drugged underneath my bedsheets.”
You think to your right “On the other hand, Shizune is a pretty smart lassie she could piece this whole thing together quicker than you could say ‘Ave Maria’.”
“It’s decided then! I’ll act like I’m helping her and then stuff her into a television first chance I get!” Proclaiming your master plan along with all your other thoughts to the boy’s dormitory you kneel down and pick up the notebook.
The whole time during your momentary scheming Shizune took her time soaking your shirt and wailing strangely ℳℴℯ❤ deaf-person wails, but she was now quieting down and wiping her tears out of curiosity towards your actions.
Plucking the dry-erase marker off its usual spot on your door you scribble a sentence and hand the note to Shizune.
It read: “I’ll help you find Misha!” followed by a crude drawing of yourself smiling and giving a thumbs-up.
Shizune freezes up for a moment and stares blankly at the page with her lips parted. Is she trying to decipher your drawing? Maybe she’s surprised that someone besides Misha would actually help a deaf person? Your question is answered when an instant later she looks up to you with eyes sparkling brighter than stars and dives right back into your chest, this time hugging you with all her might.
Her tragically misplaced hope makes you moist.
Stepping out into the hall with Shizune you make sure to lock and double-lock your dormitory door.
‘So, where first?’ you write while wearing the most harmless smile imaginable.
Stepping forward Shizune takes your hand and points down the hall, she looks in your direction to make sure you got the message. You nod and you both make your way to the end of the hall, down the stairs, and across from the boy’s dormitory into the connecting school buildings. Weird, Shizune is acting perfectly fine now…
You make your way through a number of classrooms. Each time you enter Shizune looks at you, to which you shout “MISHA!” Most of these classrooms have people partying inside them, a couple with a small group chatting, and just a few completely empty but sandwiched between two loud and lively rooms. It seems that despite the late hour the students are making full use out of the “no-curfew” holiday.
Eventually you make your way to the multimedia building. Your heart begins beating faster, ’The multimedia room, that’s where the TV’s are.’ Your grip tightens around Shizune’s hand as you enter the dark and silent building. Shizune looks at you, she blushes.
You find people in the basement and one the ground floor, most of them were watching some mixture of B-grade horror movies and A Nightmare Before Christmas. The top floor, however, was completely deserted. Getting tired, Shizune decides it’s time to take a break and leads you into a room labeled “Film Studies”. Clutching onto your hand like a preschooler.
You walk in to find the faint smell of popcorn still lingering in the air, Shizune closes the door behind you and rests her back on it. There are desks pushed against each other like Tetris blocks, they look to take up almost half of the room. On the other side some spare TV’s are lined up against the blackboard, everything is covered in a fine film of dust. You take a seat on one of the tall windowsills before you prepare yourself for the worst. The curtains were left drawn for some reason. The heavy rain thumping outside scatters the moonlight just enough to illuminate the entire room.
You jump on your feet and make your way back towards Shizune, whose still leaning on the door. You’ve never thrown someone into a television before but it can’t be too different from drugging someone and dragging them back to your apartment.
Approaching Shizune, she looks at you and holds up the notebook.
‘Hisao, there’s something I need to tell you.’
"What is this!?" you think to yourself. Did she figure it out already!? You turn your gaze onto Shizune; she doesn’t look scarred or angry, she’s just looking back at you and fidgeting with her fingers and feet. Well, it can’t hurt just to see what she has to say, she is about to be thrown into a television after all...
You nod your head.
She turns the notebook back and begins scribbling furiously on its surface. She seems to be writing quite a lot, you wonder what it could be. You try to peer over her writing but Shizune quickly tilts the notebook towards her chest and glares at you with intense fiery eyes, you’re surprised she has that much strength left…
A moment more passes before she finally hands you the notebook, her expression is strangely…nervous?
The note reads ‘Hisao, there’s something I need to tell you.
When I first got enrolled to Yamaku Academy I wasn’t really social. I mean, it was hard not being able to communicate with hardly any of my classmates, only a small handful of the faculty and students here are actually fluent in sign language. I spent my first year completely alone, I got homeschooled before so I never really learned how to make friends. I started getting depressed, I began blaming myself for things and thinking I was useless, I started to stop eating. But then next year started, and that was when I first met Misha! She was the only other one in my grade that knew sign language, and she didn’t mind that I was mute too! She was the one that suggested I join the student council, and without her I would have never made it as president. She began standing up for me when the other deaf kids started spreading rumors, she even forced me to try her favorite fatty foods, I guess I only have her to thank for my big breasts.
And then you came along, Hisao, and I didn’t know what to do. You were the only person besides Misha that didn’t push me away at first sight, and you’re the first boy that was ever really nice to me. You even came to some of our student council meetings. I know Misha isn’t really lost, she just needs some alone time. She may not look like it but she does that sometimes. The real reason why I was in the boy’s dormitory was because I wanted to see you. Because I realized that Misha isn’t always going to be there for me, and if she ever left I'm afraid I might become scared and alone again. I know this seems selfish of me, but Hisao, please, would you give me a chance, just a chance, to be with you?’
Her face is beet red.
You’re taken aback by the blinding wall of text, you’re not really sure what it all says but you think you might have caught something about Misha standing on deaf kids and “my big breasts”.
You read the bottom and scribble a response
‘How can I give you a chance?’
Handing the note back to Shizune she tilts her head and looks perplexed for a moment before she starts to write. Whatever she wrote, however, must have been incredibly shameful because half-way through her face turns several shades redder and her hand starts to tremble out the letters. Trying to peer at her writing she glares at you and tilts the notebook towards her chest, but you arne't one to be tricked twice and snatch the notebook from under her arms.
Forming a single sentence that quickly tapers awry it says ‘maybe we could become one……’
Well, the television is right there…
[ ] Make sweet tender love to Shizune.
[ ] Make hard noisy love to Shizune.
[ ] Bitches and Whores, throw her in the telly.