She placed her hand inside her bag before taking the book that she had placed yesterday under the desk. As she did that, suddenly a loud exclaimed escaped from her mouth with a face of pain and tears glazing her eyes.
As her scream echoed, the homeroom teacher who heard the piercing scream quickly faced up to the source of the voice to find Xiao Yun holding her hand which had covered by a white handkerchief. The handkerchief had soaked in blood, making the tinge of red that gradually spread out to the edge of the fabric.
Deep scarlet fluids dripped down splendidly to the floor, creating a pool of dropping red.
Everyone's eyes were stuck to Xiao Yun's pained expression and felt their heartbeat paced up to the highest degree from the scarlet color. The scene was like a sudden thunder bolting down to them, making everyone freeze at their spot.
