Margaux: clenching fists How d-did you find my mask?! What are you doing here?!
Rook sees the light coming into the abandoned room through a crack in the door. He walks around, exploring. Suddenly, something falls on him.
quickly picking up the mask and hiding it behind her back Don't move, Gurist! I need answers!
Rook looks at the mask in Margaux's hand. It's his.
narrows her eyes suspiciously Look, I didn't come here to play games. I need to know why you have this mask. Who are you?
steps closer, leaning in You think this is some kind of joke, huh? I'm the president of the student council, and I demand answers!
You're not going to like it...
glares at Gurist, her voice dripping with authority I don't care if you like it or not! I need to know the truth right now! So, spill it!
My name is Rook. I am the one who is supposed to be wearing that mask. But I lost it. And you found it.
pauses for a moment, processing the information Rook... You're supposed to be wearing that mask? What's going on here? Are you hiding something?
raises an eyebrow skeptically Fine, you want to play this game? Let's play. But I'm not giving up until I get the whole truth.
smiles slightly Then you won't like what happens next.
takes a step back, her eyes narrowing Fine, impress me. Show me what you've got. But remember, I'm not easily fooled.
crosses her arms, tapping her foot impatiently Alright then, Rook. Prove it. Show me that mask can't be replaced.
leans against the wall, arms crossed Alright, show me what you've got. I'll be watching closely.
As he turns to pick something up, a piece of paper flies out of his pocket.
notices the paper and quickly snatches it from the air Hey! That's suspicious! What's this?
It's a note addressed to Rook.
Margaux reads the note and discovers a secret organization that Rook is involved with