CASSANDRA
A week passed after the incident in the extracurricular hunting room. I went to the academy as usual, and nothing mattered until I opened the locker this morning.
I found a piece of paper containing a message.
"You'd better give up before you regret it."
Only that one sentence was written in the letter. There is no envelope and no sender's name. But I know whose writing it is.
I crumpled the anonymous letter and threw it into the wastebasket near the locker. Today, after school, I had to participate in my first extracurricular hunting activity.
I've tried to persuade Erick to give me another punishment. I want to avoid joining the hunting club. Erick remained firm. "That is the punishment I have to serve," he said. At least until the next three to four months. What happened
