"Good morning, miss," smiled the guard in the rumpled uniform, letting me into the omnibus. - How are you doing in history?

It was he who at the beginning of the school year told about the first strange murders in the city, and since then I have always greeted him.

- Good morning, sir! I still don't love her.

With a friendly smile, I took off my backpack from my shoulder and, deftly jumping over a couple of steps, sat down in the nearest free place. After the infamous events, I did not miss a single moon, so as not to see my parents and sister. But each time I...