NovelEnglishChapter 299) The sunlight streamed through the cracks in the curtains, warm and grotle as if whispering tothat a new day had begun and it was tto leave the past behi and embrace the future.
Allerwashing up, I changed into something casual, ready to head out and enjoy the morning in this new country. But as I reached for the ring on my desk, I notic something unsettling-the paper crane was missing "This can't be!" Last night, after retuning to the dors, I didn't immediately go to sleep. Instead, I took out a sheet of light blue paper and folded a paper crane.
been moved slightly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI remember distinctly leaving it on my nightstand. But now, the crane was gone, and the ring had also b My heart began to race. Could it be that last night wasn't just a dream? Had he really cto my room? I quickly scanned the room, hoping to find strace of the paper crane, sevidence that would explain its disappearance.
But the room remained eerily still, devoid of any presence but mine.
I began to doubt myself, thinking perhaps I had simply imagined it all, that the vividness of the dream was a product of my mind's deep longing.
But the missing paper crane... That small, nagging detall felt like a seed planted in my heart, taking root and growing into something I couldn't easily dismiss.
I kept telling myself it was only a dream, but deep down, a voice whispered, "What if he really was here?" Determined to find the truth, I searched every comer of the room, looking for any sign confirming or denying my suspicions.
After what felt like ages, I found nothing until I noticed the door was slightly ajar.
Suddenly, it all made sense. I had fallen into a deep sleep, likely alter consuming something that induced drowsiness. Ether he had truly been here, or someone was The fact that nothing harmful had been done during such an opportune moment only deepened the mystery. Whoever it was, t immediately clear.
pretending be him, slipping into my life when I was at my most vulnerable.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthey had a purpose that wasn't My mind felt overwhelmed, the pressure building as I tried to piece together the puzzle. I decided to push it aside for now, not wanting to let it weighdown any further.
After pulling myself together, theaded downstairs to join the group udents, you'll be attending classes here. Since you're in your third year, you'll be joining the other students. I'll take you to your new classroom," Mr. Watly explained, meticulously arranging everything for us.
with our design tools in hand, we walked into the new classroom, greeted by unfamiliar faces. I couldn't shake the sudden sense of me, the feeling of being out of place But that feeling didn't last long While Mr. Watly went tothing staff, we were left to interact with the local students.
discomfort that washed over
Sensing Gabrielle and William's eyes, ven I took the lead, even though I wasn't entirely confident. I pulled thers along as we stepped up to the fro front of the
"These are exchange students from Jason here to share their experiences. Let's give them a warm welcome" the professor, a pale-skinned woman, said as she Introduced us to the class, her simile encouraging
Though my hands were slightly trembling, intertwined them to give myself a sense of security. I could feel all the eyes on "Hello everyone, my nis Evelyncrayson," I said with a smile, hoping to project an image of confidence and ease as I greeted the room full of curious faces. o me. and I took a deep breath to calm my
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