"P- Professor... Wh- What are you doing?" Her feet staggered back in bewilderment.
"What's wrong? Do you doubt me?" His voice was hoarse with an underlying teasing tone as he cornered her against the wall.
Her quivering fingers tried to grip off the cold metal in her palm, "I- I can't... I've never—"
"Don't worry, My little Pearl... That's why I am your teacher", he cocked the gun in her hand. "... To educate you".
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In the Esteem Writers/Artist College, Class two's privileged runt, Evara Moore — a delicate naive girl forced into her own silent world to escape the cruel hatred surrounding her — Sees the other side of the world she never knew existed... The moment she stepped into her professor's office at the wrong time, on the wrong day...