What caused everything to get so twisted up?
I shook my head in frustration.
Whose malevolent spirit did I harm, and how did I do it?
At the one moment when I was experiencing the most joy, someone had undoubtedly placed a curse on me, putting me perfectly in Hayley's line of sight.
When I was almost ready to go to the practice room, I scooped up my food and roughly stuffed the container into my backpack. I was looking forward to the tranquility that I would discover there. It was in the place where I was able to think the most clearly when I was dancing that I was able to find a solution to my problem.
As I heard RC's voice approaching down the corridor, I suddenly stopped working on the zipper. His voice was getting closer and closer. His tone was playful, and he was chuckling at the same time. As soon as I heard Graham respond to him, I hurriedly retreated and allowed the inky darkness of the pre-dawn hours to consume me completely.
From my hiding location next to the enormous double refrigerator, I observed as they came within a few feet of me as they passed by. When I saw RC's arm around her shoulders, my entire body turned into a nervous state.