Very quickly, the police were present, and the forensic examination also quickly conducted an examination of Tran Phong's body.  All of us students had to get out of the classroom, all of us standing outside looking in horror.  In the classroom, the homeroom teacher is presenting to the police, the police are also asking for witness statements.

Each of us felt a fear that we had never experienced before. We held our heads together and whispered to each other, why did Tran Phong act so hideously, in front of so many people, by himself.  tear his throat.

“Why did Tran Phong do that?  To die so cruelly like that?”

"Is he crazy or not, I saw that he wasn't in a very good mood just now."

"Impossible, Tran Phong has been in the same class with us for more than a year, no one has seen him hurt."

The police very quickly came out, giving us an explanation.

"The test results showed that Tran Phong suffered from epilepsy, which suddenly broke out while he was at school, so he caused chaos in his mind, committed suicide and died."

This story quickly ended, and Tran Phong's body was also taken away.  Neither of us dared to return to the classroom, because there was a person who had just died.  Teachers not only did not force them, but also let everyone leave school in the afternoon, just exercise outside.

Walking on the schoolyard, my mood still could not be stabilized, just when Tran Phong committed suicide, I was close by, at that time, Tran Phong's attitude was clearly not chaotic, but  It was like someone was squeezing his neck from behind.  As for Tran Phong, because he wanted to get out, he struggled non-stop, and extended his hand to scratch the bone to remove that hand, thus causing his death.

Thinking about this, I feel goosebumps.  I shook my head, trying to dispel this silly thought, but it kept clinging to me like a shadow, making me feel insecure all the time.

"Hey, Truong Vy, are you okay?"  Suddenly someone tapped me on the shoulder, startling me.  It turned out to be a classmate sitting at the same table, Ly Mo Fan.  Ly Mo Fan is not only my tablemate, but also my best friend in high school.

"It's okay, I'm just a little scared."  I shook my head in response.

"Indeed, who would have thought that Tran Phong would die so suddenly."  Li Mo Fan said.

"Okay, let's go over there and talk."  I invite.

I chatted with Li Mofan all afternoon.  Tran Phong's death was like a storm that spread far and wide, with no end.  Before the classroom was cleaned and cleaned, no one dared to return.  As for the other classmates, gossiping, an eerie atmosphere enveloped the whole school until the end of class.

When I got home, after the meal was over, I immediately lay on the bed playing with the phone.  At this moment, Zalo got a message, it was a message from the class chat group.  After indifferently opening the message, my face turned gray, I felt cold all over, and my whole body was constantly shaking.

It's Tran Phong's message to the class chat group, the chat nick that should have turned off suddenly lights up, and it's still 'writing a message...'.

“I'm about to open a new round of voting, everyone in the eleventh grade can participate.  The person with the highest number of votes will have to do the content of the ballot within twenty-four hours, or there will be a penalty.”

“What is this about?”  I muttered to myself, feeling a chill down my spine.  This morning, Tran Phong committed suicide strangely, but at night he was online again.  After me, other friends also noticed, the chat group started to be noisy.

"Who are you?  Why use Tran Phong's account?"  It's a message from the old Vuong, his name is Vuong Vu, the deputy gymnast class, and plays very well with Tran Phong.

"In short, who are you, why did you take the name Tran Phong?"

The group asked questions, but Tran Phong still did not answer, instead, he began to send voting content, the subject only had one sentence:

‘Choose one of the following two options:

Option 1: Ly Vu Tuyen must imitate a dog barking for everyone to see.

Option two: Truong Van Tinh must confess to the object of his affection in public.'

The time displayed on the poll is four hours, after four hours, the voting engine will automatically stop and display the results, the voter is anonymous, or in other words, no one knows who chose what  .

Ly Vu Tuyen is the beauty queen of our class, beautiful face, full body.  And Truong Van Tinh is also pretty, a calm girl just like her name, there are many boys in the class who notice her.

“Don't play drums, who are you anyway?  Dare to use Tran Phong's zalo nick to make a joke, if it's good, come out, believe me to kill you or not?"  This is a message from Vuong Vu.

"Who can be so evil, our classmate Tran Phong is already dead, but you still use his nickname to joke around?"  This is a message from Qi Jiawei, he is a handsome rich son, also a prominent male student in our class, of course, so he is not very close to Vuong Vu.

“What other voting tricks are there, admins, delete them.”  Tieu Nam replied.