“Not again…” she whispered, clutching the silver hourglass around her neck. It was cracked.
She burst into the student council room.
He was holding a black hourglass. Sand dripped upward.
Three times, time had stopped. Three times, someone had used the forbidden hourglass hidden in the archive basement. And three times, the Student Council President, , had reset everything with a heavy heart.
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