The days filled with resentment bore a resemblance to today's scene.
The same evening, the same eerie old school building.
Frank walked ahead, abnormally excited, while Amber followed behind, hugging her left elbow with her right hand to fend off the chill emanating from within.
"Frank, let's go home."
Frank walked into the classroom one by one, showing no intention of leaving.
"Just a little longer, I just need to see the legendary rooftop of the old campus to confirm that the faceless ghost doesn't exist, and then I'll go home."
Amber couldn't understand Frank's obsession, and she asked in confusion:
"Is such a thing worth risking to see?"
Frank turned and pleaded:
"Just let me take a look. Once I've seen a real haunted place, I won't be obsessed with those fakes anymore."
Unease appeared on Amber's face, but she couldn't refuse Frank. In her heart, she already regarded Frank as her own younger brother.
She cherished Frank and didn't want to disappoint him.
