Yerin~
I froze in place, feeling the coldness of the floor through my palm that rested on it. I felt vile surging from the pit of my stomach as I stare at Amy. She was lying on her stomach, her cheek resting on the floor that made her lifeless eyes meet mine. A small knife lies besides her body, covered in blood.
I couldn't understand what happened to her, all I know is that she's dead.
"Call the teachers." Minji calmly ordered as she crouched down, putting her hand over Amy's blood-soaked neck to check for impulse but judging from her dreadful expression, I'm guessing Amy is really dead. "The culprit is still at school. If we hurry she won't escape." She pulled herself up on her feet and rested her hand on her chin, as if pondering really hard.
"M-miss Minji. . ." I stuttered, nervous
