Book 16: Chapter 1: The Monologue of Chabashira Sae
I have a problem that I have not been able to tell anyone since I became a teacher, or even before I became a teacher.
It is that I keep having a recurring nightmare.
The events of that day, which I will never forget, will be repeated in my dreams.
The nightmares come in different forms with each visit, sometimes from my point of view, sometimes from someone else’s point of view, and sometimes with different wording and different processes.
But there are some things in common that are the same.
What I mean by that is that no matter how many times the story is repeated, the “ending” is the same.
……At that time, there was nothing for us, Class B, to fear.
The momentum was overwhelming the rest of the classes, and we were within reach of A class.
Of course, it wasn’t all plain sailing.