11

‘Finally, they are gone.’ Layla sighed, and her gaze went back to the luggage beside her bed.

‘What is inside this anyway?’ She scooted to it and opened it. Her uniforms, vests, and a pair of shoes were neatly folded inside, along with some books and a piece of paper with the word ‘schedule’ written at the top.

Her bow looked different. It was gold, not black. It wasn’t just it; the entire uniform looked different from the one she first wore. It had gold hems and trimmings. Why?

‘It’s probably to isolate me from the rest of the students. A big radar to say, Hey, this is the child of evil or whatever; she’s the monster that’s going to destroy our world.’ She buried her face in her hands and let out a shaky breath.

‘I can’t believe this is happening. I can’t believe this is happening.’ She rocked herself back and forth, trying to even out her breathing. Once the new day started, so did her training. She would