The look on Zana's face made Meg want to know what had really happened. The girl who was sitting next to her made Meg wonder to herself, she tried to find out, but she couldn't, she failed, she couldn't think anything about Hilda, and Zana said that Hilda was her friend Alice too. They were just friends Meg didn't know.Meg realized that she didn't know anything about Alice. She felt very bad. Her daughter was too private about her personal life. They rarely talked, and Alice was difficult to approach. The girl always radiated hostility toward her. Her tone was getting ruder and ruder. Meg didn't know what to do to make Alice a better girl. She didn't have any way. She was already hated by her own daughter. And even though it was painful and her chest often felt like it was being hollowed out, she still loved her daughter.Alice hasn't opened up completely, she doesn't tell her about anything, including what happened at school. This makes it natural that Meg doesn't know what people a

Detective Anna was already feeling a rush of excitement. She thought the book she found in Hilda's room would lead her to clues and a series of facts unknown to anyone but the girl herself. And Detective Anna thought that at last she would be able to dive deeper into the personal matters of the murdered girl, but apparently she was wrong, leaving her now deeply disappointed. Detective Anna let out a long sigh. And as she closed her eyes, she could feel the hopes that had been building up in her chest begin to loosen and drift away, then pop like soap bubbles to the touch. This disappointed her, of course. The book she found was not the diary she thought it would be. In the first pages of the book, just like what Detective Anna had checked in Hilda's room, it did show Hilda's writing, which contained the girl's self-introduction and a few other things about herself, such as her hobbies, favorite foods, and things she liked. Just about that—nothing more. Then, on the next page, she wr

"I want to make a good impression on my students at Starlight High School. I want to be a good, wise, and understanding leader or principal. I don't want all the students to be afraid of me, let alone have to deal with me because of my looks. Do you agree that I chose an unfriendly face, detective?"Detective Anna frowned, her round eyes blinking softly. "I don't think so," she replied honestly."Well, you're one of the few people to say that to me." Mr. Paterson tried to smile. "A lot of people are scared because of my big body and creepy looks. I had an experience once, I was spending time on the beach, reading a book while sitting in the sun, Sounds like a lot of fun, right? Yeah, it was fun at the time, but all of a sudden, a kid fell in front of me. He tripped over something, and his body hit the sand. And since I was still sane and had empathy, of course I wanted to help him. And you know what, detective?""What?"Mr. Paterson straightened his back. "The child was crying when I

"I don't understand you, I told you that I wanted to talk to you!" Alice said it sharply as she jerked Zana's hand.Zana, who was about to go inside her house, was forced to face Alice again because Alice pulled her hand so tightly. She glared at Alice while rubbing her wrist."You're the one who doesn't understand me!" Zana blurted it out forcefully. She didn't want to lose, let alone take the blame. She then pointed at Alice's chest, applying pressure there, causing Alice to stagger backwards. "I told you that I don't want to talk—""I came because of Hilda, bitch!" Alice cut Zana off.Zana immediately gasped. For a moment, she remained silent while sharpening her eyes on Alice."Yes, you heard right!" Alice rolled her eyes lazily. "I don't want to fight with you, especially not here. I don't want your family to see us yelling at each other. If you want to fight with me, let's find another place.""Why? Because you're afraid of my family?"Alice smiled wryly. "It's more that I'm bou

Teaching and learning activities at Starlight High School are required to continue as usual. A week's vacation is enough to do, all students must be ready to receive the subject matter at hand. The problems of the murder that had occurred should be put away, it was not the students' job to think about them."I promise nothing horrible will happen again, you will be safe, and Starlight High School will be guarded more closely. If there is anything strange, please report it to me as soon as possible." Mr. Paterson, the principal, spoke with a loud voice and was full of strong determination. He looked at all the students before him, who were standing on the school's main field, staring at him. He swallowed. And with his hands clenched tightly, he again exclaimed, "We all won't know what the future holds for us, it's beyond our control, but we need to try. We will be fine as long as we can take care of ourselves. And thank you all so much for staying at Starlight High School. For now, tha