Chapter 2 , Allan Woods

She left ?

What the hell?

" Allan ! Welcome to our school !"

I glance down to see a short old man smiling at me.

Ah... the principal.

"Thanks." I replied.

"Sir, you don't have to be so cold to him." my secretary advised me. My father's secretary, actually.

Cold ? Was I being cold ?

I just don't see why I should put any more extra effort than I already have for saying' thanks ', on this old man.

It's almost disgusting how he's trying to butter me up.

That smile. A smile that says 'Here comes my money bag'

People do just about anything for money. Pathetic.

I glance up again at the rooftop to see if that girl is still there.

She's not.

damn it. Now i have to go out and look for her. She's the damned reason all of this is happening to me.

" sir?."

" yes? "

" Are you looking for something ? "

" No. "

I tear my gaze away from the roof and back to the ground where there is a huge crowd of students and teachers alike to welcome me.

Why couldn't she just be here among these people in the crowd. It would have been way easier for me then. Now I have to step inside this rotten building, which seems like it was built centuries ago and can fall apart any moment.

What a hassle.

Once all of this is over I'll have this building destroyed. I don't like it.

I'm guided in by the short old man. The teachers surrounded me too as they showed me through this rotten building with rotten rooms and corridors.

" I hope you enjoy your time here." said one of the female teachers.

" I will." I will not, actually. I wouldn't have been here if it weren't for her.

That girl.

Zara Quin, age seventeen. A Student of downtown high , class 1-E.

That's all the information my entire search team found.

What a weird girl. And ugly.

Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't even bother to look at a girl like hers direction. But her. She's the reason everything that was picture-perfect in my life, is now a mess. I have to relive the same day, over and over again. All because of her.

I need to find her. quick.

" This is your classroom. And I am your class teacher, Miss Thompson." the same teacher smiles at me.

I nod.

She has been saying something for a long time, I only caught the last part of it.

Class 1-E... this is the same class as hers.

But where is she ?

"Alright class ! This is your new classmate, Allan Woods !" miss Thompson announces cheerfully.

How does one smile so much ? My cheeks hurt just by looking at this lady.

I take one look around the entire class.

the students are just as rotten as the school.

But where is she !? Zara Quin. Why is she not here !

I need to Fucking find her.