White Tea finds herself sitting in the classroom doing problems.

The surroundings were quiet, except for the sound of writing and turning pages.

White tea is also writing questions.

Writing and writing, a drop of blood dripped on the scroll.

White tea subconsciously raised its head.

A man was lying on the ceiling, blood dripping.

White Tea struggled to wake up, but soon fell back into a deep sleep.

The dream changed.

She walked in the dark apartment building, with a figure in front of her

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