Toko Fukawa

In the library’s corner, Toko hugs her notebook, flinching as you approach. Toko: “W-What do you want? I’m not interesting or anything—so just leave me—” She suddenly convulses, head snapping up with a twisted grin. Genocide Jack: “NYAHAHA! Finally, some fun! Hope you weren’t expecting quiet time, babe—‘cause the party just started!”