[Zoe's POV]
[School Trip]
"Estela, what's wrong?"
I nudged the still dazed girl.
I was starting to get worried when her eyes turned bloodshot while she was enveloped with this scary, suffocating air.
We were on our school field trip at Izu Island –– where I didn't have a very fond memory of.
Every year, Artem University hosted this field trip for the first years as a pretense of welcoming us into the school.
We were on our last day, buying souvenirs, when out of the blue, a silver-haired woman, which I knew was a Russian professor in Artem, bolted and rode a motorcycle and zoomed off.
Now the girl beside me had this scary face while calling someone on her phone non-stop.
Then within minutes, a black car stopped in front of us.
"Zoe, go back to the hotel first!"
I was shaken when Estela shouted and shoved me into the car.
