I'm sure that if before, people used to look at me with mocking gazes, I vividly remember how Maudy and the others stared at me with worried expressions. Now, I find myself scrutinizing the room I'm currently in. For some reason, the cold atmosphere pierces my skin, and it feels eerily quiet. I attempt to examine every object around me, and there's only me in this dark-themed room, yet I feel as if someone is watching me until the sound of the door interrupts my thoughts.

I haven't even had a chance to think about anything when Rex appears concerned and rushes over to me. He reaches out his hand...