Chapter5
Early the next morning, an utterly grotesque bouquet of ninety-nine red roses had commandeered my desk. The color was blindingly loud; the scent, sickeningly sweet.
The usual morning lethargy of the homeroom had already boiled over into a chaotic hum. Almost all the early arrivals were huddled in t...
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