Jay's POV
My eyes stayed locked on the document in the stranger's hand.
Nobody cared about the messages anymore.
Nobody cared about the mystery sender.
All that mattered was the look on David's face.
Whatever was written on that paper had completely destroyed the confidence he'd been holding onto all night.
"Show us," Felix said.
The stranger glanced at David.
David shook his head immediately.
"No."
It was the first honest reaction he'd given us.
Not anger.
Not excuses.
Just fear.
The stranger unfolded the document and looked down at it for a moment before speaking.
"The night after the transfer request was rejected, the student came back to the auditorium."
A heavy silence settled over the room.
"He wanted answers. He wanted to know why an entire section supposedly didn't want him."
I felt my stomach twist.
Because now we all knew that wasn't true.
None of us had ever been asked.
None of us had even known.
The stranger continued.
"He met someone here that night."
Nobody needed to ask who.
We were all looking at David.
"Stop," David said quietly.
The stranger ignored him.
"They argued."
"Stop."
"The argument got worse."
"STOP."
David's voice echoed through the auditorium.
For a moment, nobody spoke.
I had never seen him like this before.
Never.
Not once in all the years I'd known him.
Keifer stepped closer to me, and I could feel the tension radiating through everyone in the room.
"David..." I said carefully.
He didn't look at me.
His eyes never left the document.
The stranger took a slow breath.
"That night changed everything."
"What happened?" Calix asked.
The question came out softer than expected.
Nobody was angry anymore.
Now we just wanted the truth.
The stranger looked at the document one last time.
Then he looked directly at me.
"The student left Section E behind."
I frowned.
"What does that mean?"
"It means he disappeared from your lives."
Felix blinked.
"Eman transferred schools once and we still talk to him every day. Nobody just disappears."
"Exactly," the stranger replied.
A chill ran through me.
Something wasn't right.
The stranger slowly handed the document to me.
My hands felt strangely heavy as I took it.
It was an old report.
A school report.
The date matched everything.
The auditorium.
The video.
The photographs.
The argument.
I scanned the page.
At first, none of it made sense.
Then my eyes reached the name.
And my heart stopped.
Not because I recognized it.
Because I did.
I recognized it instantly.
A name I hadn't heard in years.
A name that should have been impossible to forget.
My hands started shaking.
"Jay?" Keifer asked.
I couldn't answer.
The memories came rushing back so suddenly that it felt like somebody had opened a locked door inside my head.
The auditorium.
The argument.
The student.
The missing pieces.
Everything.
"That's not possible," I whispered.
The others looked at me in confusion.
"What?" Ci-n asked.
I slowly raised my head.
The stranger was watching me carefully.
Almost like he'd been waiting for this moment.
"Jay, what is it?" Felix asked.
My throat felt dry.
I looked at David.
Then back at the name on the report.
Then at David again.
Finally, I understood why he had been terrified all night.
Finally, I understood why he didn't want us to come here.
Because the secret wasn't just about him.
It was about me too.
David closed his eyes.
"Jay..."
I stared at him.
The report trembled in my hands.
And before anyone else could ask another question, I spoke the name written on the page.
The name none of us should have forgotten.
The name that changed everything.
The name that connected me to David's secret.
The name was—