Chapter one

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Azura's PoV

"Well...who of you can use this example to explain to me how to apply the Pythagorean theorem?
", my professor's rasping voice comes from close to my seat.

However, I don't notice that Mister Schneider has come to a stop behind me because I'm so engrossed in this drawing in front of me.

Who is this woman?
For a week now I have been seeing in my dreams how she is tied to heavy iron chains and crying bitterly.

She seems to want to tell me something.

But what is it?
I can't read their minds very well.

A clearing of the throat brings me back to class.

Just as I want to hide the picture under my math book, Mister Schneider snatches the piece of paper from my hand.

I can already feel the anger boiling up inside me.

"Hey, you can't do that, Professor! "That's a violation of property!" I shout angrily at him, stretching out my arms towards him to get the paper.

He skillfully avoids my attempt and lets my picture disappear into his gray suit pocket.

Damned!
How do I get it back?

"Mrs. Twinkel, if I were you I wouldn't stick my nose into useless stuff, but rather into the right textbook," my teacher replies dryly, and I can hear his scorn all too clearly.

It's no secret that he doesn't like me.
that in turn relies on each other.

He makes my life difficult wherever possible.

A quiet giggle goes around.

Confused, I first look at the laughing faces and then down at my table.
What I then see makes my cheeks turn red like a tomato.

There is actually a thick blue book there that looks very similar to my math book.
However, I read apprends le français.
(Learn French)

"Oh! ", I say.
I accidentally took the wrong thing out of my school bag.

"Take an example from your comrades and turn to page 45! Because that's.."
the professor continues, pointing to the class. "This is usually called teaching here."

,, Yes, Sir. I'll do it. ", I just mumble and pull out the right book.

Sighing, I turn to the page and rub my forehead sullenly.

Math doesn't work at all.
Who needs something like that these days?

Just as I am called to the board, there is a knock on the door.

"Yes?" barks Mister Schneider across the classroom.

The door handle is slowly pushed down and the door opens.

A black-haired woman enters.
She tied her long hair up in a tight bun.

She lets her gaze wander around the class, searching.

When her bright blue eyes meet me, the corners of her mouth move up for the slightest moment.

"Azura, right?" she wants to know.

I just nod because her aura has completely taken over me.

,, We need to talk! Right now! ", she continues. 
Without waiting for my professor to say okay, she points her head towards the door.

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