"Hello, my dear students. It is a pleasure to see new faces who are preparing themselves for education and knowledge. As you know, my name is Hellen. I will be your design headteacher. You will be able to contact me with all kinds of questions, problems or uncertainties. You've probably thought about how young I look? Don't be fooled. My age is much greater than yours." Hellen smiled as she scanned the students.
"Do you see the same thing as me?" In a low voice, I whispered, glancing at Brook out of the corner of my eye.
"The black book with the death list? I told you." A small smile played on Brook's face.
I couldn't take my eyes off that book. A strange feeling crept in my chest, and my gaze kept going from the teacher's face to the book. I shook my head, trying to control the thou
