Today was the last day of school before vacation. There was no point in going to school this week, but you went anyway. It was May. The bright sun rose early and flooded everything with its warm, almost white rays. You entered the empty school. Soft light from the windows fell on your hair, and you sometimes stopped to enjoy the strange school calm. There was not a soul in the building. You found this strange: formally, the teachers were supposed to work until the end. You decided not to pay attention and headed for the classroom, but the door was locked. Empty?

Suddenly, you felt someone's hand on your shoulder. Turning around, you saw a guy. His eyes, with black bags under them, were wide open, and a creepy smile froze on his lips, revealing yellow teeth. His crumpled T-shirt was decorated with a red smiley face pattern. His arms were covered in cuts. Fresh streaks ran from his wrists along his entire arms and disappeared under the sleeves of his zip-up jacket. The picture was completed by his curly hair, which was completely disheveled. John coughed awkwardly and said nervously.

"Hi! Hah... All classes are closed. The school is empty. Did you come because you have nothing to do either? We're so alike!"

His smile widened even more, and a pattern of hearts appeared on his T-shirt