Sophia's POV
I couldn’t stop thinking about the notebook. Even during morning assembly, my mind kept drifting back to those handwritten pages. The way Mr. Sharma had left it behind felt wrong. Like he wanted someone to find it. By the time the first bell rang, I had already decided. We needed to go through every line carefully.
Riya met me at our usual spot near the lockers. “Did you bring it?” she asked, eyes bright.
I nodded and pulled the notebook from my bag. “We’ll look at it during free period. Luca’s supposed to meet us after school too.”
We found a quiet corner in the library during our free slot. Riya sat close while I flipped through the pages slowly. Most of it looked boring. Lists of dates, chemical batches checked, equipment cleaned, routine stuff. Nothing exciting.
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