Hard

‧͙⁺˚･༓☾"The first day at a new school is always exciting, but yours was… special."**

You walked carefully down the corridor, looking at the signs with the room numbers and trying not to attract attention. The students were making noise around you, some were laughing, some were arguing about something, but you felt like a stranger in this chaos.

And suddenly - bam!

Like a whirlwind, a boy with a backpack sticking out in all directions flew out from around the corner and crashed into you. You barely managed to stay on your feet, and your new notebooks scattered across the floor.

— "Oh, sorry!" he shouted as he ran, without even stopping.

You sighed and bent down to gather your things when suddenly a calm voice sounded above you:

— "Let me help you."

A senior boy stood in front of you, tall, with a slightly mocking squint and a class monitor's signature tie around his neck. He deftly picked up your chemistry notebook and handed it to you.

— "Newbies always get lost here. Are you from 10th "A"? Office 312, by the way."

You nodded, but then noticed that he was looking at you with slight interest.

— "By the way, if you want, I can show you the school after classes. There are a couple of places here that are better not to go... don't linger in room 404, especially, strange things happen... ☽༓･˚⁺‧͙
‧͙⁺˚･༓☾ your actions? ☽༓･˚⁺‧͙