Front courtyard.
After night fell, the tiled buildings that housed the academy looked all the more sinister.
The surroundings were deathly quiet. Not even the slightest insect chirp could be heard.
The three classrooms, standing side by side, were pitch-black, like black holes capable of swallowing everything, or caves filled with endless demons and ghosts, silently grinning as they waited for something.
A moment later, a cautious, faint footstep sounded, then abruptly vanished.
A tall, slender shadow was cast upon the wall by the pale starlight. It stood utterly still, holding its breath as it listened for a moment. Only after confirming that no one was nearby did it move swiftly. The newcomer rounded the corner of the building, the embroidered hem of his robe swirling, exquisite stitching concealing hidden runes.
Zhong Kui Jingyi hurried along. Though her heart was aflame with anxiety, she forced herself to rein in her impatience and lighten her steps.
She looked all around and confirmed once again that she was alone. Then, without further hesitation, she slowly pushed open the door of Class C, making sure it opened without a sound. She slipped inside quickly, then pulled the door shut behind her.
Inside the classroom, it was pitch-black. She couldn't see her hand in front of her face.
Zhong Kui Jingyi tried to recall the classroom's layout from the day's lessons, carefully avoiding desks, chairs, and other obstacles as she made her way to the lectern.
She had come here after much deliberation. There was no doubt about it: she had to play hide-and-seek, and she absolutely could not let those students catch her.
But she was completely unfamiliar with Xiwu Academy.
Even if she picked what she thought was an exceptionally well-hidden spot, there was still a chance she would be discovered.
But