“Eric, we need to talk." I say as soon as the last class finishes.
"Are you ok?"
"No."
We wait in silence for our classmates to leave the classroom.
"What is it?" He asks after waving Yami goodbye.
I get up and close the door. "Eric, have you heard the rumors?"
"Well, I've heard some. Could you be more specific?"
"Students have been receiving aggressive messages."
"Oh, yeah. They believe it is you."
"Uhm... I've heard something different. They say it is you."
"What? That's stupid."
"I know. But I need to ask you some questions."
"Do you really think that I would do that?"
"I talked with someone and, apparently, those messages are being sent by the same cellphone you used when you were helping me out."
He frowns. "I only used that phon
