The girl with the silvery-white hair led me to the secluded schoolyard. A mix of confusion and curiosity swirled within me about this girl who could see Bell. No one else could, except for me. Perhaps she held the answers to my peculiar situation.

As we entered the deserted yard, Bell clung to me, her grip tight on my pants, her eyes wide with fear of the mysterious girl before us.

"Who are you, and what do you want from me?" I demanded.

"Oh, my apologies for not introducing myself. My name is Luna, and you must be White," she replied, her voice gentle, her smile enigmatic.

"Luna... you're the school council president. How does someone of your stature know about an ordinary student like me?" I inquired, puzzled.

She let out a soft giggle. "So you've heard of me. That saves time. And I know more about you than your friends Zen and Shu do," she confessed.

Approaching me slowly, I instinctively stepped back. She knelt, reaching into her pocket.

"Here, Bell, I have a gift for you. You like chocolate, right? Don't worry, it's untampered with," she offered, extending the treat to Bell, who peeked out from behind me.

Bell looked to me, her eyes filled with trepidation. I nodded, and she hesitantly accepted the chocolate from Luna.

Luna stroked Bell's head gently. "You're such a good girl," she praised, then stood, locking eyes with me, her smile unwavering.

"Now, will you be a good boy and tell me more about Bell? I've been curious since the day I saw you ace your exam," she prodded.

"What...?" Memories flooded back. The day after my unexpected success, I had felt a watchful presence. So it had been Luna.

"It was quite the surprise when a boy with average grades suddenly excelled. That piqued my interest in meeting you. But more than that,when I saw an aura surrounding you," she explained, pausing as she began to walk away. Turning back, she added, "A dark aura, unlike any living human's. It reminded me of the aura that surrounded my late grandfather, but yours... yours is the darkest and most immense I've ever seen."

Her words left me reeling, yet my curiosity piqued. If she truly saw all and knew all, perhaps she could offer guidance. But first, I needed to gauge the extent of her knowledge.

"You claim to know everything, but how can I trust you? Seeing Bell is one thing, but the rest... it doesn't add up," I challenged.

"Ah, you're trying to trick me into giving you the answer with your clever words," she said, smiling.

She's sharp, and if I linger, she'll soon realize that the bell is the key to fulfilling my wish, though not without a price. My curiosity is piqued, but for the bell's sake, I must conceal this truth.

"Enough of your nonsense; I think it's time to go. Bell, let's head back to school," I said, beginning to walk away with Bell.

"You're returning from a fatal accident, or should I say, from death itself," she spoke in a mysteriously calm tone.

Her words stunned me, and as I turned to look at her, she walked past, then turned, leaning slightly, and said, "I suppose I'm right; you did die but somehow returned from the dead. That's quite fascinating," she giggled.

"How did you come to know this?" I asked, my voice trembling.

"I told you, I know everything about you. If you wish to learn more, come see me whenever you're free," she replied with a smile, her eyes gently closing and hand me a paper.

After handing me a paper, she walked away. I read it and then tucked it into my bag.

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"Papa, who is she? She's frightening," Bell said.

"I'm not sure who she is either, but don't worry, I'm here with you. Just be cautious around her," I reassured Bell.

She nodded, and we continued our walk to my classroom. Luna's words echoed in my mind. How could she know so much? If she's telling the truth, I might have to visit her after school.

Lost in thought, I opened the classroom door, and Bell hopped onto my desk, excited and curious, taking in her surroundings.

"Good morning, White," greeted Zen and Shu.

I was so deep in thought about whether to meet Luna that I didn't hear their greetings. Zen noticed and playfully slapped my head.

"Ouch! Hey, that hurts," I exclaimed, tears welling up in one eye, while Bell gently patted my head.

"We said hello, but you didn't respond. I thought you might be asleep and needed waking," Zen explained.

"Who wakes someone up like that?" I protested loudly.

"White, you seem deeply troubled. If something's bothering you, we're here to help," Shu said with concern.

"Well... there is something. Do you know anything about Luna, our Student Council President?" I inquired, hoping to learn more about her.

Zen gave me a sly look and teased, "You're turning into quite the ladies' man, asking about every girl. Now you're interested in the Student Council President?"

"What? You... you like her?" Shu stammered, looking down nervously.

"Pa... what does 'like' mean?" Bell asked, her gaze innocent and puzzled.

"I think I'll seek answers elsewhere," I said, standing up, annoyed by their teasing.

"Wait, I was only joking!" Zen quickly said.

I sat back down as Bell wandered around the classroom, pretending to be an airplane. I watched her while listening to Zen and Shu.

"Regarding the Student Council President, there are some rumors I've heard," Zen said thoughtfully.

"Rumors? What kind of rumors?" I pressed.

"You haven't heard? They're quite well-known," Zen replied, implying even Shu was aware of them, despite not having many friends.

"No, I haven't. So, what are these rumors?" I asked, eager to know more.

"It's rumored that she can achieve any result she desires, by any means necessary. Even the teachers are wary of her," Shu whispered, his voice barely audible.

Zen nodded gravely. "I've heard she's expelled students for minor infractions, wielding her power as council president ruthlessly. It's best to steer clear of her."

The tales spun by Zen and Shu painted a chilling portrait of Luna. She was a force to be reckoned with, a storm best avoided. Yet, if she had taken an interest in Bell, what then?

Suddenly, a classmate's scream pierced the air. "What's going on? Why are the chalks floating, drawing a butterfly on the board?"

I turned to see Bell, the artist behind the airborne chalk, sketching on the board.

"Wait, you there! I told you not to cause trouble, and here you are..." My words trailed off as I realized the entire class was staring at me, puzzled about who I was admonishing.

"White?" Shu asked, confusion etched on his face.

"Ah, sorry, Zen, Shu. I need to use the restroom," I stammered.

I scooped up Bell and dashed out of the classroom, racing to the rooftop sanctuary.

"Bell, listen carefully. Don't cause trouble, and don't touch anything without my permission," I instructed firmly.

She gazed up at me, her eyes wide and innocent. "Okay, papa," she murmured. I patted her head and turned to leave, only to be greeted by Aris's waving hand.

"White, over here!" she called out, her smile beaming with energy.

"You made it on time. I was worried you'd be late. What did you forget?" I inquired.

Her grin turned mischievous. "Oh, you're curious? Concerned about me, are you?" she teased.

I brushed past her, ignoring the bait. "Wait, White!" she called after me.

"It was just my notebook, nothing more," she admitted, halting my escape by grasping my hand.

I sighed. "Sometimes, it feels like I'm dealing with two Zens," I remarked.

She quickly changed the subject. "We're still going out after school, right?"

"Where to?" I asked, my mind racing.

"You've forgotten already? You promised to treat me if I kept your secrets."

"Ah, now I remember. But can we postpone? I have some work to do," I pleaded, clasping my hands together.

She pouted, then relented. "Fine, but only if you double my treat."

"Agreed. I'll treat you and buy you something as an apology," I conceded.

"Deal," she said, her smile triumphant.

I left her and returned to class with Bell. As the school day ended and Zen left for practice, I packed my things.

"White, can we walk home together?" Shu asked hopefully.

"Sorry, Shu, I have another commitment, and then I must return to my part-time job. I've taken too many leaves already," I explained.

She nodded understandingly. "It's okay. I'll see you tomorrow."

As she began to walk away, I called out. "Shu, about your situation with your parents, if you want, I can talk to them..."

She stopped me with a smile. "I'll face them myself. No one can help me if I don't take the first step. But if I need help, you'll be there, right?"

"Always," I assured her.

With that, she left, and it was time to meet the President. I steeled myself and approached the room noted in her message—a clubroom labeled 'Paranormal Club.'

I took a deep breath and opened the door. Luna sat there, facing the entrance as if expecting me.

"Welcome, White. I've been waiting for you and Bell," she greeted, her smile enigmatic.