Slater
Headmistress Vale paced impatiently outside the coroner's office, her arms folded tightly across her chest, her lips pressed into a thin line, and a worried look on her face, different from her usual demeanour, which I was used to.
I could tell she was worried—and who wouldn't be? With the induction ceremony just a few hours away, a dead student was not a good look. If this gets out, many parents will withdraw their children by the end of the day.
Marcus, Peter, I and Kael, alongside three staff members, including the admission specialist, were sitting nearby, hiding tired yawns behind their hands. Most of them were dragged out of sleep.
I leaned against the wall, arms crossed… this was the fastest autopsy I'd ever witnessed at the academy and the most quietly chaotic morning I'd ever lived through.
Since the moment I raised the alarm about the body, both official and some staff have been scrambling to find out what happened.
