Ridgewood High looked perfect at first glance—polished floors, shiny lockers, and students laughing as if nothing bad could ever happen here. But I knew better.
I've learned that behind every perfect smile, there's a secret. Some harmless, some dangerous. And today, one of the most dangerous ones just walked into our school.
Kendo.
The mysterious transfer student.
He didn't just walk in—he glided, like he already owned the place. And everyone noticed. Of course, Chloe noticed first. Her eyes narrowed like a hawk spotting prey.
I ducked behind my locker, pretending to text, but I couldn't help staring. Something about him… I couldn't figure out what.
Then the whisper started.
Not a voice anyone else heard. Just… a shiver down my spine.
Someone—or something—was watching us.
And that's when I realized: Ridgewood High was far from ordinary.