[ There are only so many weird occurrences that can happen in a day. Or at least, that's what Senku wants to believe, logically.
But as fate would have it, he isn't that lucky. At the moment, the scientist had fashioned himself his own makeshift flashlight to get through the silent nights, crafted with a toilet paper roll, duct tape, batteries, a small LED and some wire. He'll probably ask around for a regular one eventually, but for now, these small projects were keeping him sane, in a way. Most people were asleep by now, huddled up in their homerooms and the like, but he couldn't manage it at the moment. So, maybe a peaceful walk through the halls could do the trick.
Needless to say, it got less peaceful when two bodies came crashing down from the ceiling and onto the floor not 10 feet in front of him.
It was times like this where he was grateful the silence was as deafening as it was- no one heard the shrill scream he let out at this little surprise. Once the dust and debris cleared, his flashlight pointed at the two. Thankfully they were alive from what he could te- was. Was that Komaeda? And someone else he's only seen in passing- the jacket covering their face didn't really help, but.
He couldn't help but to take out one of his notebooks, pre-written in with some statements should someone try to communicate with him during the night. This specific page said: ]
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But as fate would have it, he isn't that lucky. At the moment, the scientist had fashioned himself his own makeshift flashlight to get through the silent nights, crafted with a toilet paper roll, duct tape, batteries, a small LED and some wire. He'll probably ask around for a regular one eventually, but for now, these small projects were keeping him sane, in a way. Most people were asleep by now, huddled up in their homerooms and the like, but he couldn't manage it at the moment. So, maybe a peaceful walk through the halls could do the trick.
Needless to say, it got less peaceful when two bodies came crashing down from the ceiling and onto the floor not 10 feet in front of him.
It was times like this where he was grateful the silence was as deafening as it was- no one heard the shrill scream he let out at this little surprise. Once the dust and debris cleared, his flashlight pointed at the two. Thankfully they were alive from what he could te- was. Was that Komaeda? And someone else he's only seen in passing- the jacket covering their face didn't really help, but.
He couldn't help but to take out one of his notebooks, pre-written in with some statements should someone try to communicate with him during the night. This specific page said: ]
What the HELL?