Azrael just concluded a class and decided to skim through one of his notes when the caramel-skinned, short male student named Garfield Burns ran into the class and made an announcement to all the students.
"Everyone come and see, Cassandra is being punished... She's currently doing frog jump on the sports field..." The boy shouted and ran out of the classroom, and the other students followed him.
Within a few minutes, about half of the school's student population had converged on the sports field.
It was a rare sight to see Cassandra Dean have any flaw, it is even rarer to see her being punished.
When the news was announced most of the students didn't believe that such a thing could even be imagined let alone happening. They flocked over in droves to verify the elating piece of news that the notorious and garrulously prideful Cassandra Dean who seem untouchable was being punished.
As people flocked over, they saw her on the track where she was bending down and getting up and bending down again with both hands on her ears.
The Principal, Mr. Jerry Rumbotum, was the one overseeing her punishment. He stood by the side with his hands behind his back while observing Cassandra carry out her punishment one at a time.
The students were excited to watch the pain Cassandra was going through. They cheered loudly as if a tyrant was meeting her demise.
One could just sense the level of influence Cassandra had had on the students to incite such levels of Schadenfreude.
Some teachers also came around as the news was spreading very fast. Alex Bayly however was not one of those. She had gone through an ordeal that had her in a perplexed state.
She didn't interact with others, she just buried herself in her work and went to class when she had to. Some students were at times jesting and disrupting her class but she rarely stopped them.
At this time, she was writing a note when Mr. Weasel came over to sit by her side on an empty chair allocated to her cubicle.
"The Proprietor's daughter, Cassandra Dean is currently being punished on the sports field. That serves her right for what her father did to you this morning, do you want to watch?" Mr. Weasel spoke a bit excitedly.
Alex continued to write, not reacting or responding to his words.
"Alex... are you going to ignore me too? I'm just trying to help... " He paused on seeing how angry he was becoming and tried to relax, before another thought popped into his mind, "What's your relationship with that Herrington boy anyway? Why do you two come to school and leave together? Are you both living together and why did he stick up for you...? If I didn't know you well, I would have thought he was your lover or something..." Mr. Weasel asked further as his curiosity piqued.
Alex Bayly ignored him and continued to do her work. Mr. Weasel felt so frustrated with her attitude and got up.
"You make it so hard to love you..." Mr. Weasel said out of frustration.
"I never asked you to love me, neither did I want it..." Alex Bayly replied this time.
"You're such a tool...You could have at least been nicer to me, it won't cost you anything, why do you have to be such a bitch every time, ..." Mr. Weasel noticed how vulgar his words were becoming and he immediately stopped talking.
He was angry and his facial expression was evident of his vexed state.
"If I'm such a tool, why do you want to love me, if I'm a bitch, why don't you leave me on my own. You pretend to have feelings for me, then you go behind my back and gossip with Jane and the other jobless ones in your group and you come back and act all innocent. Mr. Weasel, leave me alone, and please do whatever makes you happy..." Alex Bayly responded while fighting tears that were threatening to fall from her eyes.
She had been through so much already and the day was still going on, she can't tell how much more she has to endure, or how much she has to take.
Mr. Weasel was one of the few ones who claims to be close to her, but she had eavesdropped on him a couple of times talking bad about her, and when he did that, he thought she wasn't around, whereas, she was somewhere near listening in.
At the time she discovered that he was just a pretender who wanted to have his way with her and leave her behind as a body count.
Alex was going to be vicious on such deceptive and vile men.
While that was going on in the staff room, Azrael got up from his seat in the class and decided to go and ease himself in the lavatory provided for the students.
He got out of the class and saw a number of students, running towards a particular area, east of where he was. He ignored the commotion and went to ease himself.
On his way back, he decided to branch to check what was going on, it was then he saw Cassandra breathing heavily, sprawled on the ground. She couldn't move even an arm.
The students around were laughing and jesting. The Principal was indifferent to her pain. The principal was given the task of punishing her and instead of him seeing it as an insult, he actually found himself enjoying it. He hated Cassandra like the others, she was a spoilt brat who lacked manners.
She had insulted him a couple of times and he had to let it slide because her father was the proprietor, and now that he was given a rare opportunity to strike back, he was going to make use of it to the maximum.
While he was delighted in his role of dishing out punishment, he didn't notice that Cassandra wasn't breathing properly. She was slowly losing consciousness and everyone was too excited to care.
Azrael who saw her noticed her breathing as it got fainter and fainter, she was losing consciousness.
He noticed this and furrowed his brow. For some reason, he could hear the sound of her breathing as it dropped. It was at a level that normal humans shouldn't be able to hear but Azrael could hear it.
"That girl is dying...If her breathing stops completely, she is going to die, I can see her spirit preparing to leave her body." Bianca Zul, whose ghostly apparition was floating by the side spoke.
Azrael confirmed what he feared after hearing the words of his aunt's ghostly apparition.
"Stoooooopppppp" Azrael suddenly shouted...