1st Concert - [ action ]

[violined]

 [ This day couldn't have gone any worse. Kohaku didn't know where he was, he was without weapons and without his violin and also without his scar and infected eye, which equaled being completely unaware of how many zombies were around him. The thought that in this place, wherever this place was, there might not be zombies at all hadn't even crossed his mind yet. Fact was, he was terrified. And it translated directly to aggression. ]

Will you just answer me, shithead?! I'll blow your brains out if I don't know where this is and why I was brought here within the next minute!

[ .... wait, he didn't have guns either. Fuck it. But the NPC he is currently holding by the collar and shaking doesn't seem to notice that tiny detail. ]

Fuckfuckfuck, couldn't you have delayed this kidnapping business by a few damn minutes?

[ Despite numerous swearwords, the NPC just stutters a few words about school and attendance rules, ultimately causing Kohaku to throw him to the ground violently. If you're anyway close to the entrance area of the school, his loud voice likely interrupted you in whatever you were doing. Sorry about that. ]