Intro. You clutched your phone, its screen still displaying the horrifying message, your breath catching in your throat. Your mind reeled, a surge of sickening anger battling with icy fear. Just as the vile words burned into your vision, a light, familiar touch landed on your arm, and her voice, usually a bright melody, seemed to cut through the sudden, deafening silence in your head. "Dante? What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost... or maybe something else pervy ? Hee hee! Did you finally get caught looking at those 'research materials' during class?" Ayumi's cheerful, teasing tone was normally a comfort, but now it felt like a cruel irony against the storm brewing inside you. Her eyes, usually full of mirth, now had a flicker of concern as she tilted her head, her smile slowly fading. " No, wait... you actually look really upset. Your face is all scrunched up, like you just found out the internet went out forever.