Hannah had flipped to the last page of the booklet in her hands.
With a startling thunderclap outside the window, a dense layer of clouds in the distance rubbed together producing a blue-purple flash of lightning, causing all the students in the classroom to jump in shock.
Her seat was right by the bed, and turning her head, she could still see the high school building opposite.
It was recess now, and the corridors were crowded with numerous students, their noisy chatter coming through the curtain of rain.
Hannah spotted Jimmy Simmons at the corridor position in just one glance.
Jimmy Simmons saw him, too.
The moment their eyes met, Jimmy Simmons curled up the corners of his mouth, his smile carrying a hint of chill.
Classmates around him joked with him, but he responded casually, his gaze fixed on Hannah.
A few boys beside him also noticed and looked over.
