Meeting her

Juni writhed around in his bed as the image of Carmen closing her eyes in a pool of her blood boomed in his mind

"Carmen.. no.. no.. not her.. not Carmen"

He kept repeating over and over in her head, he remembered the first time he met her

"Juni Cartel, the class Rep wants your attention" A certain boy in his class notified him

Having been seated in his seat through 3 classes for the past four hours, sweat trickled down his face as he adjusted his glasses while reading