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That summer, without any warning, I met someone I really liked.
However, the destined boy seems... to be an incomprehensible guy!
"Is anyone there? Is anyone there?"
At this moment, I was standing in front of a small European-style villa with red tiles and white walls, looking around.
I, Oshima Ryu, actually got lost on the first day of visiting the new school!
How embarrassing!
Rumor has it that once you enter Huanghua College, you will have received an admission letter from a key university in advance. And now, I am about to become a member of this school. It is unbelievable!
Every junior high school student must have dreamed of entering this private high school, a super prestigious school located next to the city’s wealthy area and known as the “green lung” - Huanghua College.
Ever since I received the admission letter, this dreamlike feeling has never disappeared.
To be honest, my grades were not that good and I didn’t have any special skills, but I suddenly received a notice saying that I was admitted. It didn’t seem real no matter how I thought about it.
Not long after, the counselor at Huanghua College gave me the answer: "Your admission approval is a special instruction from the college's leaders, but if you cannot reach the average student level within a year, you may still be arranged to transfer."
Special instructions? It sounds like something very advanced.
However, I feel a lot more relieved knowing that I didn't get the wrong person.
As for the reason, never mind, let’s go in first.
I believe that as long as I work hard, I can stay here forever.
However, after I enthusiastically toured the campus, I found myself... lost!
As it was getting dark and I was so anxious that I didn’t know what to do, I saw this independent villa with red tiles and white walls in front of me.
The light coming through one of the windows gave me a glimpse of hope.
Where there are lights, there should be people, and the people here should know how to get out of this maze-like campus! The iron gate with golden rose patterns was ajar, the flowers in the yard were in full bloom, and a gravel path led to the open gate of the villa.
The evening breeze rustles the branches, bringing bursts of floral fragrance.
It was quiet all around, and no one responded to my question.
"Is there anyone there? Is there anyone there?" I called out again softly, standing at the door, and slowly pushed open the iron gate in the yard with both hands.
The hall was quiet, with only the lights on in the room at the end. Guided by the lights, I unknowingly walked to the door of that room.
This is a drooping karaoke room with a thick layer of velvet on the wall. From the direction of the door, walk down the stone steps of the viewing platform. On the stage in front of you, all kinds of cool music equipment are neatly displayed: drums, electric guitars, basses, electronic keyboards...
In the center below the stage, on the protruding flat ground, there was a simple bright red sofa. On the glass coffee table in front of the sofa was a set of high-quality bone china with a white background and gold edges. There were various snacks on the plates, and a cup of cold black tea next to it.
It doesn't look like no one lives here, but school hasn't started yet! Although Huanghua College is a boarding school, this is obviously not an apartment, so it's unlikely that students live here, right?
"Is anyone there?" I called again, still no response.
At this moment, a row of spotlights embedded in the wall suddenly lit up, and the cold light shone on the pile of musical instruments, emitting dazzling light.
I was startled and it took me a long time to calm down and focus my eyes on the stage again.
The ice-blue bass in the center emits a cold light under the light, and on the slightly transparent material stands a snow wolf with its limbs stretched out, as if calling its friends.
The lines are so lifelike that even every hair looks real, which shows the dedication of the sculptor. "Gululu", I swallowed my saliva, I really want to touch it...
"Just a touch. It shouldn't be a problem, right?" I thought as I kneaded the yellow duck doll that I had been holding in my arms.
It is about the size of two palms, the fluff on the edges of its wings has been worn off a little, and the color is not as bright as before, but because I have always cherished it, it still looks very clean - this is the baby "Ajinzai" that I have always carried with me, the one my mother left for me!
I carefully pushed open the door of the room in front of me. Just as I was about to take a step, a gentle and low voice suddenly came from behind me: "What are you looking at?"
At the same time, there was warm breath sprayed beside my ears, and the pressure on my shoulders became heavier and heavier...
I turned my head stiffly and faintly heard the "cracking" sound of bones...
The first thing that caught my eye was a hand, a wet hand, and at this moment, that hand was resting on my shoulder...
On that hand, a head was slowly reaching forward. Like the hand, it was also wet... "Tick-tock..." The sound of water dripping was like some kind of magic spell, which immediately triggered all kinds of terrifying speculations about ghosts in my mind...
"ah--"
