It was the free period now. The girls began chatting, moving around in groups. Minha remained quiet… until someone asked her if she liked to sing.
Minha tilted her head slightly and smiled.
"Yes. Would you like me to sing something?"
The class nodded eagerly.
Minha stood up, walked to the front softly, as if floating. Her voice began low, haunting, and soft:
"When I put my hand in darkness,
I found nothing…
Only silence, only cold,
Only the echo of my own heartbeat… so old."*
The classroom fell silent.
"The world is not the same for everyone,
In every life, shadows come and go…
Some find light, some never know."*
Fatima whispered, "Why is this… so beautiful and sad?"
Minha continued:
"All humans carry something within…
A light, a beast, a whisper, a sin.
We smile, we laugh, we dream, we play,
But some become monsters… along the way."*
Aleena stared at her, frozen. There was something in those lyrics.
Minha's voice became even softer now:
"Even the sweetest face… hides something deep,
And not all monsters come in screams… some come in peace.
We're not heroes in every story,
Sometimes… we're the villain, quietly."
A few students clapped, unsure if the song was over. Minha smiled, but Aleena's eyes stayed on her.
Minha leaned close and whispered, "It was just a song, right?"
But Aleena didn't answer.
She had felt it—those weren't just lyrics. They were warnings.
Dark, beautiful warnings.