Chapter 45: The Witch (3)
Once again, Everly swore to herself—she would never be too kind again!
The next morning, after washing up, Everly walked out of the dormitory as usual and jogged around the building for her morning exercise. When she reached the corner behind the dorm, she collided head-on with Kelly, who was holding a flowerpot and wearing a strangely enigmatic smile.
Kelly was short and stocky, with narrow eyes and a face covered in large freckles—a girl who looked a little dull at first glance. When Everly saw her, Kelly was standing by the flowerbed, facing in the direction Everly was running from. Her long red hair fell across her shoulders, casting shadows over her eyes and face. Combined with the peculiar curl of her mouth and her quiet, bowed posture, she gave off an aura that was both mysterious and unsettling.
The area behind the dorm was rarely trafficked. Despite Everly suddenly appearing around the corner, Kelly showed no sign of surprise. In fact, even before Everly arrived, the girl’s slanted upward eyes were already fixed on the corner, giving the impression that she had long anticipated someone appearing there and had been waiting patiently.
Everly froze in her tracks.
From the information she currently had, Kelly was very likely connected to the cursed witch of the old school building and had borrowed the witch’s power to curse and kill the two classmates who had b*llied her. This Kelly had long since surpassed ordinary human limits—she was a walking weapon. Recklessly approaching her could easily bring disaster.
But if she turned and ran, such an obvious act of avoidance might anger Kelly, possibly marking Everly as a target.
Just as Everly hesitated, Kelly moved.
She gently caressed the black lily in her arms, walked slowly up to Everly, lifted her head, and fixed her pitch-black eyes unblinkingly on her.