Vanya's POV
The next day, I headed to Wolfe as usual.
As soon as I stepped onto the campus, I sensed that the looks of the people around me were pretty strange.
Their eyes were filled with surprise, curiosity, and more so, an indescribable oddness.
In the distance, a man's angry scolding could be heard, "Get away! What are you staring at?"
I looked up to see Wilmot tearing something off the bulletin board.
His movements were extremely rough, as if the item on the bulletin board was his enemy.
I frowned, a hint of doubt rising in my heart.
At that moment, he crumpled the paper in his hand viciously, his face as dark as a stormy sky, full of clouds, chilling to the bone.
People around saw me approaching and quickly scattered like they were avoiding a deadly virus, retreating to a di
