“Have you seen Tristan?” I asked, as I passed by a boy with curly hair. He shot me a weird expression and shook his head. “I don’t know who you are talking about.”
“No problem.” I grunted. “Do me a favour. Go to the staff room and tell that there has been an accident on the third floor, ask them to send the nurse too.”
“How do I know you are not pulling a prank…” Without waiting to answer his questions, I hurried along the corridor, my gaze drifting around frantically, looking for Tristan.
“Hey Emma, did you, by any chance, see Tristan?”
“Sorry, Ayame… I didn’t see him. I think he is not giving any of the exams…”
“Thanks… Do me a favour. If you see him, ask him to meet Alistair at the gate…”
“Will do…” she shrugged. “Did something happen?”
“Will explain later…” I called out in
