I arrived at Dean's school, glancing at the familiar huge buildings with a soft feeling of nostalgia.
This was Edward's elementary school too - and i'd find it coincidental that Dean would also be a student here.
Sighing, i walked into the building.
"Mrs Smith, long time no see. Are you here to pick up your ward?",Edward's homeroom teacher approached me with a bright smile on her face.
I nodded slowly, stunned by the sight in front of me - Dean sat down on a little metal chair, his small head was bowed deeply. Giving off a sad, deplorable look - his school uniform was soiled and muddied. His hands were filled with scratch marks and they were some bruises on his leg.
Across, i saw Edward sitting at the other end with an ugly sneer on his face, in partially the same condition - exce
