#tohaplot

Masa had been on his way down to the cafeteria to find himself something to eat for a late brunch after having slept in. Perhaps if he felt a sudden stroke of inspiration, he’d even cook a meal for all of his friends. Well.. he wasn’t the best at cooking. Perhaps he shouldn’t subject his friends to that punishment.. But.. he was proficient with baking. Yes, that’s what he’d do. He’d bake some muffins for everyone! When the days get long and dreary in the tower, a simple action such as baking a breakfast surprise for another student may be enough to lift the mood at least a little!

However, Masa didn’t make it past the third floor. As soon as he stepped down into the hallway, Masa felt something… off. He was terrified to walk into something he wasn’t prepared for, but, he didn’t want to ignore the sick feeling in his gut. Masa slowly approached the two rooms. One was Guide’s room.. And the other was the pot room. He had never been inside the pot room before, and he hated to think that his first time there could end up being horrible. But, Masa took a deep breath and stepped inside.

There was no way Masa could have ever been prepared for what he saw in the pot room.

Masa was terrified about what could be inside of the lava cakes. Was it something that could kill them?! Why would Monofox do that? Doesn’t he like watching the students kill each other? Is he getting impatient? Masa didn’t want to believe it. He didn’t want to believe that one of the four students up on stage was in danger. He wanted to pretend that all four lava cakes were fine and that Monofox was just joking- just trying to get them to feel anxious for no reason.

Atsuko, Pidge, Mitsuoki, and... Yuko.

He was fond of all four of them. He didn’t want to think of anything bad happening to any of the four at all, but, especially not Yuko. Not Yuko, please.

Masa clenched his healthy hand into a tight fist as he anxiously watched each student eat their lava cakes. He almost wanted to look away, but, he couldn’t. Masa’s gaze stayed fixated on Yuko.

As soon as Yuko’s eyes began to flutter, a terrified gasp ripped itself from Masa’s throat before he could stop it. Then, Yuko fell over.

“N-NO!” Masa gasped out. “YUKO! PLEASE, NO!” Masa shrieked, falling to his knees. It felt as if the air had been knocked out of him in an instant. He felt like... he felt like he was going to be ill. He couldn’t prevent himself from showing emotion this time at all- his whole body was wracked by ugly sobs.

As Monofox casually explained that Yuko had been forced into a medicinal coma and he hadn’t actually been killed, Masa’s tears slowed to a trickle and he grew more quiet, but he was still distressed.

“A coma!? Why?!” Masa choked out, gripping the fabric of his shirt tight as he watched Monofox drag Yuko’s body out of the room.

No response.