The giant face seemed to doubt the girl's reaction and looked at the professor with some suspicion.

According to the giant head: Achilles was a teacher and his reaction should be to help a student in trouble, but the teacher stood by and ignored Sofia's pleas.

And the other boy seemed to be looking at everything, with some fear, but the monocled face remembered that boy violently slamming the headmaster's door, so I doubted him too.

It was then that Adam's voice broke the awkward silence:

—Professor, what are the rules of this bookcase?—Adam asked, paying attention to his father and trying to help Sofía; she that she was crying on the floor,

But both Achilles and Sophia looked at him as if he had asked a crazy question.

—You're not a child either! No child cares about that!—He yelled at the, wooden head angrily, but kept his elegant voice.

—Yes I am, I'm 10 years old, you grumpy old man! You are a bad bookshelf; don't follow the rules! Ignore her, let's go, Sofia! This giant face only seeks to deceive us!

The wooden eyeglass trembled with the brat's insolence, but he didn't act, that was the reaction of a child: innocent and trying to help his friend in trouble. So he was hesitant, the most important thing was that the young man seemed to have some indications of being good by his shelf standards and the other girl didn't; that had aroused his initial doubt.

Hesitant about how to act, the bookshelf decided to ignore the boy for the time being. The giant head looked at Achilles and said in the same refined voice:

—You don't deserve to be a teacher in my hexagon: none of your students loves you!

—No, no, no, no and no! —Answered Achilles incredulously that this was happening to him; for him this bookcase was a school myth— They love me, I swear they love me! Right, Sofia?

—I don't want him, he's bad!—Sofia said childishly, looking to use him as bait to calm the bookshelf—he forced me to kick the teacher's door, if he didn't I would never have learned to read. I just wanted to be able to continue my studies!

The giant face seemed to have certain suspicions and stared at Sofia. His monocle saw that as he condemned her teacher, the stain in Sofia's eyes seemed to grow a little blacker.

—Children are born pure— Said the giant face with a calm and refined voice —No 12-year-old boy would do the necessary atrocities to have bad karma; You get expelled from my school!

*Puff* Achilles fainted at the teacher's room door and fell to the ground abruptly.

For his part Adam was petrified, trembling with fear; the face could expel him too, since like Sofia: the face had told him that he was not a real boy.

Sofía remained standing, but she turned around to see Adam trembling and dazed. She wanted to say a few words to him, but then she started holding her belly with pain in her eyes and fell to the ground. His robes ripped and what appeared to be a book struggled to get out of his stomach.

*Ahhhhh* Sofia screamed loudly and began to roll on the floor in pain as a book struggled to escape from under her skin.

—Help!—Sofia screamed in agony, looking into Adam's eyes—Help me, Adam! Stop her! Please…!

*Crash* A yellow book emerged from Sofia's stomach; she created a hole in her belly, she with great pain looked at her destroyed stomach and her blood constantly coming out along with some guts.

Suddenly the book opened showing two completely white pages, Sofia's body burst like a bubble: leaving no bones and her blood turned into ink. The ink flew into the book.

The Book began to turn pages as she used the ink to inscribe herself into a book identical to the one Adam had chosen.

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I remember crying at first when I saw Sofia suffering on the ground, but when I saw Sofia burst and blood stained part of my body, I turned around and ignored that giant wooden face.

I remember that the giant head opened its mouth to tell me something that I could never remember, but I was already running when it said it and I began to run with all my soul. I did not ask for help, I just ran and ran through the infernal corridors that seemed infinite and giant .

Several times the giant face reappeared in front of me to tell me something, but I was in a trance where it just ran and ran through those corridors full of turns and turns, so I never knew what it said.

Finally, I got to the classroom. I opened the door (I don't think I even closed it). I remember hiding under the desk, with my hands on my head, hiding myself with the stuffing from the shoebox that I had left in the classroom.

I realized that it didn't quite cover me, and the giant head seemed to be forming in the classroom.

I will never forget the desperation that gripped me. I decided to put my whole body in my white robe, and I curled up in a ball under the desk, looking at the floor. So I spent the whole day, I didn't cry, I didn't make noise, I was just a little white ball under a wooden desk in the school classroom.

I don't know how much time passed (I guess hours). But I remember hearing someone opening the wooden door and looking for me for a long time, calling my name; but I was a little white ball (not Adam) at the time.

Then he found me and said something to me (I don't remember), however, I remember that it was César, and he gave me an edible leaf, quite tasty; It tasted just like cave mushrooms.