She sat by the window, I wonder what class I'll get next year, she wondered. Anything but class E-3 she thought But how high is the chance of me being in that class right? Maybe I won't die even if I'm there... I hope. Class E-3, that class the class in which people kept dying, students, teachers, their loved ones. No one wanted to be in that class, there was more. There was one ghost- a dead student in the class, if you can find the dead student before the end of the year the deaths will stop. If not, well then only some students will make it to graduation, but after that year the year with the ghost, the ghost dissappears- leaves. The chance of getting in class E-3 was the smallest of any grade 7 class but then again- still possible.
Amaya sat at the window, swinging her legs, can't wait...