One minute | Dong Sicheng

Epilogue

The school was silent.

Nobody in the school hall dared to cough, or even breathe.

The words spoken by the professor was unbelievable for any person in the room to hear. Nobody could believe it, and nobody wanted to believe it. 

Tears threatened to escape the professor's eyes as he tried to hold back a sob. But he couldn't any longer. He left the hall, his cries still being heard from inside. A teacher, or two, followed him. But nobody truly knew.

Because everyone's eyes were glued to the words that had been written on the board.

Dong Sicheng.

October 28th, 2006-June 25th,2022.

Rest In Peace.

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The rest of the school day had felt like it was populated by zombies. Not one smile was on a student's face. The classes went slow, and nobody could focus.

Everybody had questioned how Sicheng had passed, but the familiar phone numbers plastered around the school left no room for wrong assumptions.

Dong Sicheng had jumped off of a bridge, just outside of town.

Nobody knew how to take the news.

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"Don't you think you were too hard on him?"

"You didn't have to pull him like that"

"What did you text him?"

"Didn't you know, Minghao"

"Didn't you know that Dong Sicheng was deaf?"

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One misunderstanding

ended everything

in one minute.