You were in the middle of class when you suddenly heard a whisper from behind you. You look back, but then you remember you’re at the back of the class. You look forward once again, but the whispers comes once more. You keep a level head, but you know something’s off. You ask to use the restroom before you walk out into the hallways and try to understand what that was when a figure walked out of the wall. “God, I thought you’d never leave that classroom!” What seemed to be a boy spoke.