The man snapped his fingers again.
At this moment...
Enzo's cigarette fell to the ground, not because Enzo had died, but because all the children... were replaced.
No tears or laughter, only deafening silence.
When all the students who cherished the past became part of the past, Enzo's expression was frozen like a painting.
Enzo's eyes turned emptier than ever before.
He could awaken a hundred people's love and hate, but so what?
As long as the twisted rules remained, all the children who harbored love and passion... could be replaced in an instant.
Suddenly, he felt... he had made a mistake.
Perhaps if he hadn't awakened the children's love for those they lost, the children wouldn't have died.
A massive guilt consumed Enzo, causing the light in his eyes to vanish completely.
"These noisy students, they were too disrespectful to their teacher. Now, I've replaced them with a more obedient batch."
The man's lips curled into a contemptuous smile:
