Wang Qiang was trembling, his finger pointing straight out the window in panic.
Even though many of us were already terrified by Li Tianpeng's corpse, a bunch of students still rushed to the window.
I walked over as well.The moment I saw what was happening downstairs, my pupils shrank violently.
Class had just ended, so students were streaming out of the building.Our windows faced the main entrance of the teaching block, so countless people should've seen Li Tianpeng's body.
But… they walked right past him like he wasn't even there.I even saw one guy directly step on him.
That scene shocked all of us into silence.
A blond-haired boy downstairs was just about to step on Li Tianpeng's chest when Wang Qiang stuck his head out the window and shouted:
"Are you f**king blind?! Watch where you're stepping!"
The guy jumped in fright. He looked down at his feet, then lifted his shoe…Nothing. He saw absolutely nothing.
So he cursed, "Damn it, you scared the hell out of me. Thought I stepped on dog sh*t."
"You little sh*t, who the hell are you cursing at?!" Wang Qiang roared.Anyone would snap if their friend had just died and was now being insulted like this.
The blond kid froze for a second, spooked by Wang Qiang's rage, then bolted.
"That little bastard—next time I see him, I'll beat him senseless!" Wang Qiang kicked a desk in fury.
"Hey… you guys didn't see something down there?" Zhang Hao pointed at Li Tianpeng's corpse.
More and more students crowded around the windows, making our class extremely conspicuous.Naturally, students downstairs began gathering, confused.
Someone below yelled up at us, "There's nothing there! What are you idiots pointing at?"
"Sh*t… they really can't see him," Zhang Hao muttered.
"How could they not see? He's huge!" Wang Qiang frowned.
"Look. That," Liang Yu said, pointing out the window.
His words pulled our attention back down.
A faint layer of black mist had begun covering Li Tianpeng's corpse and the blood around it.If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't notice it at all.
And seriously—who would stare closely at such a gruesome corpse?But Liang Yu noticed.Impressive… or horrifying.
The black mist twisted and writhed.Right before our eyes, Li Tianpeng's body began dissolving—along with the blood.
Within thirty seconds, everything vanished.
"What… what is that?!"The class erupted in gasps.
To the students downstairs, we must've looked insane:A whole class crowding the windows, pointing at an empty patch of ground in terror.
"Check Li Tianpeng's desk," I said, snapping out of the shock.
His desk was still there.But his backpack, books, desk cloth—all gone.
"It's over… we really ran into something supernatural," Zhang Hao muttered, collapsing to the floor.
The room fell silent.Everyone was struggling to digest the day's insanity.
The bell rang.Our math teacher—a bespectacled man known for greed and favoritism—walked in.
He saw half the class still standing, some sitting on the floor, and snapped:
"Class has started! Why aren't you in your seats?"
Reluctantly, some students returned to their desks.
"You three! Why aren't you seated?" he yelled, staring at us.
Wang Qiang said tiredly, "Teacher… do you even know our homeroom teacher died?"
"I know." The math teacher sighed.
"Then why the hell are we still having class?!" Wang Qiang exploded, grief and fear finally bursting out.
"You dare yell at a teacher?!" The math teacher glared. "Don't want to attend class anymore?!"
"Teacher, forget it… Wang Qiang is grieving," Cui Shiyu said.
"Hmph. Since your homeroom teacher just passed, I'll let it go. But next time, get out of my class."
Zhang Hao helped Wang Qiang back to his seat—right next to the empty desk where his closest friend used to sit.
"You?" The math teacher looked at me. "Why aren't you seated?"
"Teacher, I… need the restroom," I said, pretending I could barely hold it.
He frowned, then waved impatiently. "Go. Don't make this a habit."
"Thank you, teacher."
Of course, I wasn't going to the restroom.
I needed to confirm something.
I spotted a boy carrying a stack of toilet paper toward Class Six next door.
"Hey, can I ask you something? Do you know Li Tianpeng?" I asked.
He thought for a moment, then shook his head. "Never heard of him."
My heart tightened.
I thanked him and headed upstairs.
I knocked on the physics office.Thankfully, the physics teacher was inside.
After greeting him politely, I asked:
"Teacher… do you know a student named Li Tianpeng?"
He frowned, thought for a moment, then said:
"No. I don't know anyone by that name."
My breath caught.
If a random student didn't know him, fine.But our physics teacher, who has taught our class for years?!
I thanked him and left, my palms sweating.
Then I asked the chemistry, politics, and history teachers.Every answer was the same:
"I don't know him."
Cold sweat trickled down my forehead and into my eyes.
The last bit of hope inside me vanished.
I bolted back to class.
The math teacher was droning on about exam topics when the classroom door suddenly banged open—me.
"Ye Yan! First you leave during class, and now you barge in? You're staying outside for the rest of this—"
"Teacher," I interrupted, "do you know Li Tianpeng?"
He froze for a moment.
"Li Tianpeng? I don't know that student."
Before he could finish scolding me—
CRASH.
Nearly the entire class stood up at once, their desks and chairs clattering loudly.
"What… what are you doing?!" the teacher stammered.
"Everyone. Come outside," I said.
Liang Yu walked out first.Zhang Hao and Wang Qiang followed.With those three leading, the rest came out too.
"You brats dare skip class in front of me?! I dare you to walk out that door—just try stepping ove—AH?!"
Wang Qiang didn't wait.He directly shoved the math teacher to the ground and stepped over him.
The others followed, some kicking him as they passed.
The teacher was left covered in shoe prints.Then he fainted.
We gathered at the empty playground—no classes used it this early.
"You all saw it," I said. "The math teacher doesn't remember Li Tianpeng. Neither do the other teachers."
Wang Qiang's face twisted. "How is that possible?!"
"It's the truth," I said. "Ask them yourselves if you don't believe it."
Silence swallowed the field.
The bell rang. Students started pouring in for morning exercises.
"Everyone, split up and ask other classes. But don't mention what happened in our class," I warned.
We remembered our homeroom teacher's warning—telling outsiders would bring punishment.
Five minutes later, everyone regrouped.
"I asked girls to check every class," Cui Shiyu said. "No one knows him."
"I found Wang Shimeng—Li Tianpeng's girlfriend," Lin Wei added breathlessly."She doesn't know him either. But that's not the scary part…"
Her voice trembled.
"I tried showing her a photo of him. But my phone… doesn't have any."
She swallowed hard.
"Our class photo—he used to stand in the back, tallest in the group. But now… he's not there. It's like he never existed."
Everyone frantically checked their phones.
Sure enough, in the class photo, Li Tianpeng's spot had been replaced by Gao Zhan, the second-tallest boy.
"My photos don't have him!"
"Mine too!"
"Same!"
One scream after another.
"Look at this," Wang Qiang said, handing over a picture.
In the photo, Wang Qiang had an arm around someone's shoulders—but the space beside him was empty.
Like he was hugging invisible air.
"That's not all," he said, voice hollow. "I called Li Tianpeng's dad. He said… he doesn't have a son named Li Tianpeng."
Silence hit us like a hammer.
A PE teacher approached and yelled, "Why aren't you lined up?!"
We dragged ourselves into place.
Behind us, students whispered:
"Hey, isn't that the weird class that was shouting from the windows this morning?"
"They look pale as ghosts. Maybe they actually saw something?"
"Ha! If there were ghosts, I wanna see them too."
The bell for exercises blared across campus.
And the truth became undeniable:
Li Tianpeng had completely disappeared from the world.Every trace—every memory—gone.
Except ours.
The fear was suffocating.
At least Jiang Jing finished today's assignment, so we were safe for now.
After school, Ye Yuyou waited for me again.
"You seem troubled today," she said softly.
"Do I? Maybe I'm just tired."
"Well… don't push yourself too hard."
I nodded.
That night, our class QQ group exploded.
Everyone was panicking, discussing everything that happened.Some wanted to go to a temple.Some wanted to call the police—but that was immediately shot down.
We couldn't risk punishment.Or being locked up as lunatics while homework doom hung over our heads.
Just as the chat reached its peak—
a single message appeared.
And like a bucket of ice water, it froze the entire group.
"What homework was assigned today?"