Ezra's POV
"You should have told this sooner. And newbie, you should follow the rules from now on, because you're going to be here for the next three years," they said, leaving.
I stared at Juan, picked up my luggage, and put it on the bed. But those clothes Juan had walked on? I threw them onto his bed—I didn't want to put my things on something someone else had stepped on.
"Hey! What the fuck are you doing? Why are you throwing all your clothes on my bed? And why were you running your mouth in front of the teachers?"
I didn't answer him. I continued taking out my clothes, picking up those on the ground, and putting them in my bag.
"Listen, this school is not what you think. Don't trust anyone," he said, making the clothes on his bed disappear before lying down on it.
It took me a whole hour to set my things in the closet. When I finally sat down, I noticed the magic board:
[Breakfast time]
