[I am Li Jia, a student from No. 3 Middle School in City C. As a freshman in high school, I feel that high school life is really colorful. With a passion for youth, I joined the literary and psychological club, became a music class representative, and participated in a series of activities organized by the school!
[However, what makes me feel most happy and friendly is that among my roommates in 707, the one sitting on the second bed is Ai Yuanyuan, a literary and artistic girl who has the same hobby as me. The one on the fourth bed is our "mom"-type friend Wu Taoxuan...]
[However, I have recently discovered that high school life does not seem to be as peaceful and beautiful as I thought: in the early morning, sticky black flocculation is always swept out inexplicably in the corridor; the face of the teacher standing outside the window watching the rape suddenly turns into a black shadow; there is always a roar of unknown origin in the cafeteria; even the whistle of the dormitory guard is much sharper than usual...]
[It wasn't until the City Games holiday, when we looked at the school door that couldn't be opened, that we realized that the crisis was already lurking around us!
Intention: Self-salvation, living toward death