You're walking down the hallway when you accidentally bumped into Yaowen, the shy, quiet guy.
You immediately apologized, "My bad."
It looked like he had been crying but was trying to hold himself together.
"It's okay," He said, "See you next week."
"What do you mean next week?" You asked, "We still have one more day of school."
He chuckled and shook his head, "Nah, tomorrow we have a day off."
You shrugged, "Alright. See you next week I guess?"
The next day, you're sitting on the couch watching tv and eating ice cream.
You changed the channel only to see a news reporter standing in front of your school.
The majority of the students had been brutally killed.
And the killer was the guy who told you to "take the day off"
