Early the next morning, at four thirty.
On the deserted street, there were already people up and moving.
Two people, looking like they were on a morning jog, though one of them had a slightly erratic pace.
They swiped their cards to enter the school, heading straight for the dining hall.
The closer they got to the dining hall, the slower their speed became.
When there were only a hundred meters left, one of them couldn't move anymore.
"Frank, don't be afraid~ Come on, hurry up. It's fine, I'll help you explain everything."
Frank's skinny legs were trembling slightly, "It's not that I don't want to move, it's just that my body can't for some reason, as if the lowest-level survival program has been activated...Mr. Hunter will definitely kill me! With so much going on lately, he even told me specially last night to come early and cut the vegetables.
Why didn't I set the alarm clock~ I want to die.
Wait, I think maybe it's better to write a will.
