Sylvia's POV:
Many werewolves came in and out of the tennis stadium.I sat myself on a bench and watched as Harry and Flora played tennis.
Today, it was just a free training day for Class A.We were allowed to choose whatever sport we wanted to practice as training.Tennis had always been my go-to sport ever since I got here.It was also the sport I was best at.However, for some reason, I was very absent- minded and couldn't cheer myself up.
After losing three consecutive rounds to Harry, I asked Flora to take my place.Staring at the tennis ball, flying back and forth, I began to get lost in my thoughts.
"Sylvia, watch out!" Harry's voice jolted me back to reality and I saw a green ball flying towards me a lightning speed.
Bang!
The tennis hit me right smack in the middle of my forehead.It was so painful that I had to cover my head with my hands as I snapped out of it.
"Sylvia, are you okay?" Flora ran to me with her racket still in hand and looked at my forehead.
"Oh my god.It's so red."
"I'm okay.It's not a big deal.I'll be fine."
I tried to smile, but wasn't sure if it looked more like a grimace.
"It was my fault.It was my bad serve." Flora looked guilty.
Harry snatched Flora's racket out of her hand.
"Let's just stop playing.Both of you are absent-minded today."
"I wasn't absent-minded," Flora muttered, still in guilt.
Harry sat down next to me, scolding Flora, "It's not that you're absent-minded.But you seem to have lost your soul.
Your eyes have just been glued to your boyfriend Warren ever since he entered."Rolling his eyes, Harry gulped down some of his water.
"Keep your voice down! Do you want him to hear us?"
Flora covered Harry's mouth without hesitation But Flora‘s timing couldn't be worse, as Harry was just about to swallow the water in his mouth.
As a result, he began to choke and turn red.
I didn't tell Harry that I had also been feeling very distressed.I was never one to suffer from insomnia before, but last night, I was filled with an inexplicable uneasiness.
All night, I tossed and turned in my bed.
After talking for a while more with Harry, the teacher of another class came by to ask him to help carry some equipment.
With both Flora and Harry now gone, I saw no reason to stay here anymore.
Instead, I just decided to go back to my dorm room and see if I could catch up on some sleep.But as soon as I arrived at the hallway, I spotted a furtive-looking she-wolf in front of my door.
I walked over and tapped her on the shoulder.
"Excuse me, can I help you?"
Frightened, the she-wolf covered her face and hurriedly ran off.I took a few steps to chase after her, but felt that something was wrong.When I turned back around, I found a letter slipped under my door.
The letter was not signed by anyone.I assumed the she-wolf was the one who left it there.
With the letter in my hand, I walked into my room.When I opened the envelope and read the content of the letter, I was shocked.
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