Her eyes narrowed as she turned around in the hallway of the campus. Her flaxen hair moving like a silken veil with her motion. She knew for a fact she had heard something, a cry, like someone just fell. None of the other students around seemed to notice but she was sure of it. Alecia walked around a corner to investigate where she thought the sound had come from, a Music room. She peered through the door window but saw only an empty classroom.

"hmmm..." she hummed to herself pressing her lips together in thought. She slowly opened the door to the room and stepped in. Her school uniform almost getting caught by the knee length skirt on the door's deadbolt plate. brushing the nuisance of a garment free she gently and quietly closed the door behind her. Gazing around the room her emerald eyes looked over empty chairs and music stands. The classroom looked used fairly recently but something was off. There were music papers scattered about the room seemingly haphazardly and a door at the far end of the room was open just a crack. A storage room most likely but something about this scene bugged her. Slowly and deliberately she tip toed across the room being careful to not make any sound. Her white buttoned short sleeve shirt clung to her body as her motions caused the fabric to be pulled taught across her ample and full chest, the lower part squeezing around her upper hips as the shirt was tucked in to the skirts waist to keep her appearance nice.