During the day, it is bustling with people and books. But at night, it became so silent, so dark.

There must be no one in that school building now, right?

Yuan Jing touched the key hanging around her neck. She is the class leader and has the key to the class, so she can enter even if the door is locked.

But now she is hesitant.

That thing, no matter what, must be taken back today.

It was a birthday present she made for her mother. If you can't give it to her today, it won't make sense.

She bit her lip and made up her mind to walk towards the school building.

She felt like she was heading into an unknown dark space.

The teaching building in the night is like a giant twisted monster, and the door is the giant mouth of the monster.

Yuan Jing grabbed the schoolbag with a hard hand, as if she wanted to add some courage to herself.

Finally, she stepped through the door and into complete darkness.

Then the faint moonlight, what Yuan Jing saw was a corridor that should be very familiar. The ends of the corridor seem to stretch out indefinitely, leading to a bottomless black.

Her classroom is at the innermost end on the left. On the right, there are the teachers' offices.

She looked in the direction of her classroom, then unconsciously to the right.

Suddenly, she heard a sigh.

This time it almost scared her soul away. She subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away, but before she could move, she heard a familiar voice.

"Why can't it?"

Yuan Jing stopped, because she could tell that it was Teacher Fang, who was in charge of teaching their class's Chinese course.

She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself, it's so late, and the teacher is still working overtime, it's really hard.

She pursed her lips, turned to the left, and walked slowly inside.

Carefully using the key to unlock the door of his class classroom, Yuan Jing walked into the empty classroom.

Looking at the empty chairs, she felt a little panicked.

She didn't plan to turn on the lights. Subconsciously, she felt that she should not come to school at this time, and always felt that she did not want to be discovered by others. In particular, she heard the teacher's voice just now, and it would be a trouble if she was touched by the teacher. Teacher Fang has always been short-tempered and angry at every turn, and Yuan Jing doesn't want to be discovered by him.

Stabilizing her mind, she walked to her desk, and wanted to lower her head to look inside the desk, but suddenly stopped inexplicably.

Could there be something scary in there?

She stood there for a moment, deciding not to look at it, but to touch it with her hands.

She remembers very well that she had placed the gift in the innermost corner, so that she could tell the location even without looking.

With that in mind, she reached into her desk.

For some reason, the classroom, the desk, which was extremely familiar during the day, became strange and terrifying at the moment.

She subconsciously turned her head, as if she was on the embankment and someone would come at any moment.

The entire teaching building was silent, and Yuan Jing suddenly had the feeling that she was in an unfamiliar space.

Hurry, hurry! Hurry up and get your gifts out and head home!

Yuan Jing kept urging herself in her heart.

However, she became more and more afraid, always thinking that she should be able to touch the gift, but she just didn't touch anything.

Could it be that the gift was taken away by someone else?

The thought popped into place.

She was in a hurry and stretched her arms inward again.

Suddenly, she came across something slightly soft, something that felt a lot like human skin.

It could never have been a gift she had prepared.

How could there be such a thing in my desk?

Her hand retracted suddenly.

However, she believes that gifts cannot be given up under any circumstances. She decided, reaching in again.

Just then, there was a sound of footsteps in the hallway.

Yuan Jing was startled with fright at first, and then realized that it should be Teacher Fang's footsteps.

She thought for a moment and decided to go to the door to take a look.

As long as I don't turn on the lights, Mr. Fang shouldn't find out about me.

Thinking so, she came to the door and poked her head out stealthily.

There was no one in the hallway.

She was stunned for a moment, because at this time, the footsteps were still continuing.

I guess it's the sound of footsteps coming from the second floor.

Yuan Jing tried so hard to explain to herself.

She tiptoed back to her seat, her eyes falling on the desk again.

She couldn't help but think that if only I had clairvoyance and could see what's inside.

She closed her mouth tightly and reached out again.

There should only be the gift I made in the desk, and nothing else.

She made a pop-up greeting card with some words of blessing written on it.

Recalling the somewhat soft thing she had just encountered, Yuan Jing felt a little scared.

She unconsciously wiped the sweat from her face, and suddenly realized that the thing she had just encountered was very similar to the touch of her own face, only rougher.

Is there a face in the desk?

As soon as this thought came to her, she was frightened and retreated.

Impossible, how can there be a face when the desk is so small? It's impossible for a person to shrink into a desk, right? No...... No, people can't fit into a desk, but what if they only have a part of their head?

Just as she was thinking this, she heard another voice.

The sound of liquid dripping on the ground.

She looked down, and by the moonlight, she could faintly see that some dark liquid was coming out of her desk, dripping onto the ground.

She finally couldn't take it anymore, walked quickly to the door, and turned on the light.

Returning to her seat again, she boldly looked into her desk.

She saw half a human head, and those eyes were still turning.

"Ahhh!!hhh

A heart-rending scream suddenly sounded, and Yuan Jing was so frightened that she fell to the ground.

She didn't care about anything, and ran out frantically.

The hallway was still dark, but she saw what seemed to be a figure looming ahead.

The figure was still talking as he walked towards her.

Yuan Jing forced herself to stop screaming, she felt that the person in front of her should be Teacher Fang.

It's just that Teacher Fang seems to be a little shorter.

Teacher Fang's voice came over.

"Why still not? I was walking, and I heard the students, but I just couldn't see anyone. Why am I in the classroom all the time? ”

It's strange, what is he talking about?

Yuan Jing didn't dare to stop, so she could only continue to walk forward.

Finally, when she walked close enough to the figure, she finally saw that the person was indeed Teacher Fang, but the upper part of his head was completely gone!

Yuan Jing only felt her heart beat wildly, and then she lost consciousness.

For the next few days, the school was plunged into an eerie and terrifying atmosphere. Mr. Fang's body was found in the office, but the upper part of his head was placed in a student's desk. This desk is naturally Yuan Jing's desk.