Chapter 27 -:27:The Note Between the Pages
As soon as the pen moved on the paper, a question pricked my mind—why had Arin given me the notebook?
The question was stupid, and I brushed it off like one would brush off a fly. But my heart was pointing its finger again and again, like an old nail coming off and pricking me.
I was thinking, or perhaps pretending, that no, everything was fine.
Suddenly, the bell rang. Stupidly and absurdly. The teacher packed up her things and ran away as if she hated this place.
There was a commotion in the class. Chairs were knocked over, books were banged, and students ran to the door as if to save their lives.
I kept fighting with myself. I was packing up my books when I saw Nami and Suhina standing at the door.
"Let's go!" Nami said, stamping her feet.
"We're getting late," Suhina said irritably.
I was about to get up when the books slipped from my hands.
The papers scattered like the dreams of a poor person.
"You did a great job," Suhina taunted.