"Hm. Okay.." She said, not convinced. "Hang on, I need to look for a book I lost the other day. I'll just, uh, check in the classrooms." Normally, she would've brushed it off, but now that she was aware of the kind of bullying that happened at this school, she had to do something. She ran in and out of classrooms, searching for where the sound came from., and, as she dashed out of the third or fourth classroom, she spotted something out of the corner of her eye, something she'd almost missed. Or rather, someone. Her hand shot to her mouth as she saw Saki, curled up in the corner of the room, sobbing. The things that shocked Akari the most, though, were the bloody knife on the floor and the cuts criss-crossing up the girl's arm, some of them fresher than others. 'How long has she been doing this?!' She wondered, looking at the faintest of the scars. "Saki-" She offered her hand out and stepped closer.