The door she used to open so easily and happily last semester now felt like a punishment.
Kaito had told her to wait while everyone left, and when they finally did, he was nowhere to be found.
Angela had been about to head toward Central House when one of the students informed her that she had been called upstairs. Fear gripped her instantly, and for a moment she almost turned back.
Why would he call her to his room when he knew too well that they had not been on good terms for months?
The last thing she needed was to be alone with him in a closed space.
Her hand tightened on the door handle. Slowly, she pushed it open and stepped inside, her face already twisted into a frown that showed how much she hated being there.
But the room made her freeze.
It looked nothing like she remembered.
