Chapter 41 Meeting The Esperers

• Sophia Codache
• I brought with me my backpack while striking my way to school. Twirling with me my pen between my fingers while my other hand placed inside the pocket of the skirt I wore, I groaned. I blew an air after roaming my eyes around the gloomy skies above me. Everything around felt boring. There was no sense of excitement at all. The environment I am living in, the school, the road, the birds, the wind, all those things that I always encounter, it felt irrelevant.
• My life revolves around waking up, eating, going to school, going home, and vise versa. The feeling of loneliness every time I opened my notes at home is killing me.