Chapter 88. Did I kill them??
It was in the 17th Wing of the main building.
You know, when Amelia had said, "It isn’t that far," I had naïvely believed her.
Yeah.
That was my mistake.
Were people here just chronically optimistic or had they all just collectively lost their goddamn minds?
Because this place was far. Not "take a stroll under the sun" far—no, this was "your calves start aching and your patience thins" kind of far.
If I didn’t know any better, I’d say she was trying to test my sanity.
Regardless, we finally arrived.
The First-Year Gold-A Class.
The building was similar to ours—cathedral-style architecture, high-vaulted ceilings, stained glass windows that made it look more like a temple than a classroom.
The Rose Academy sure loved its aesthetic. The only difference was the aura. Ours was suffocating. Predatory. This one?