Lucas had been sitting on his own reading. Every so often students would walk by him, and he would accidentally catch parts of their conversation. Though he was doing his best to ignore it, the musician found that it was not such an easy thing to do. The conversations between students weren't that interesting anyway. That was what he thought until one small piece on information his his ears.

What he had just overheard made him rise to his feet and without much delay, start running towards the rooms. Someone had mentioned seeing a girl with white hair looking scared, practically terrified only moments ago. There was only one girl with white hair that Lucas knew, and he assumed that the first place to look for her would be the rooms.

Lucas rushed up the stairs, going as fast as he possibly could. Anything could have happened to her. Lucas had no idea whether it was really serious or just something minor. He allowed his fears to get the better of him and was slightly panicking at the thoughts of what might have happened to her. When making it to the fourth floor, Lucas sprinted down the hallway, and swung the door to room fourteen open the second he reached it.

And there he found her, sitting alone at the end of her bed with a suitcase near her. She was leaving? The book he held onto slipped out of his grip and landed on the floor. " What happened, are you alright?" He asked quickly. Lucas quickly moved over and knelt down in front of her, determined to find out what happened and not let her go. His emerald eyes locked with the suitcase, his face showing slight disbelief still. " Why are you leaving?" He asked.