When the shadow begins to rebel, who is the prisoner in the mirror?
The evening self-study in Qinghe Middle School was silent, but a flashlight tore apart the illusion of calm.
"Stop! Which class are you in? Night self-study, no walking in the corridor!" The grade leader's scolding pinned the back of a figure.
"You can't even go to the toilet?"
"No! The rules are strict - you must be accompanied by the squad leader!"
The figure turned sideways and said in a calm tone: "I am the squad leader."
Before he finished speaking - another identical him quietly emerged from the shadows behind him.
Snap!
The flashlight fell to the ground. The aperture trembled and settled on the cold head of the latecomer.
"Done."
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Intention: to fly freely
