Lonan Cain
Lonan was a bit surprised when Elysia grabbed his wrist, following her to the door.
"If we don't hurry up were going to be late."
"Yeah, you know Seran. He never answers his bloody phone. Probably getting chased by an angry mob or something..."
The two quickly made their way to the boys dorms, Lonan eye-stabbing the known womanizes in the lobby who were making bedroom eyes and kissy faces at Elly.
"Ah, here it is." He said, opening the door, and tossing the bag down. Looking up, what he saw slightly shocked him.
"S-Seran?" He said, observing the room. The floor had water all over it, his bed sheets were strewn all over the room, parts of them pinned to the wall with knives. Upon his friend, were two parts of the sheets, wrapped around him like a bastardized toga.
"What the hell?!"