Synopsis: “Ram, a young boy who has just moved to study at Wisetkha High School. It has a mysterious history and is full of mysteries related to Ram's past. When he arrived at the new school Ram sensed that something was unusual within this place.

Shortly after moving in Ram begins to hear stories about students who disappeared without a trace. and strange events that occur in the school at night He also received a warning from his mutual friend Tara about certain places in school that he shouldn't go near.”

At Wisetkha Secondary School

Ram moved to study at Wisetha Secondary School, 1 month ago, is an old school that is talked about in a positive light, but deep down it is full of mysterious stories that are told among students. He begins to feel something is wrong when he is warned by Tara, a quiet girl who often tells him mysterious stories about the school.

"I'm warning you, this school isn't normal," Tara said, reading the red book she carried with her at all times. “But it's really suspicious. Don't you want to know the truth about this school?” Ram asked back.

“The more you know, the shorter your lifespan,” Tara replied, raising her hand to move her eyes a little.

“Then you can stop playing detective,” Tara added.

“I just want to know the truth. The 13 Mysteries of Wisetha High School,” Ram said while writing something on a piece of paper.

“More than half of it is fiction, like the 13 steps or the sound of the piano from the music room.”

Ram crossed the line. The 13 mysteries he had been investigating over the course of a week.

“There are only three things that I still can't find an answer to.” Ram scratched his head lightly.

“The answer might be closer than you think.”

When the mysterious voice stopped, a hand grabbed Ram's shoulder.

“Wow!” Ram shouted in shock.

“Hahaha,” the mysterious person laughed.

"Don't play like this. What will I do if I have a heart attack?" Ram put his hand on the left side of his chest.

"I'm sorry," Tosaphon, the newly transferred instructor.

“I see you are very serious about these mysteries. So I want to tease you.”

“But seriously, Ram, some things you may already know or have purposely forgotten,” Teacher Thotsapon said in a serious tone.

Ram turned to look at Teacher Totsaphon with suspicion. After the instructor spoke in a serious tone He felt that there was more to the story he was trying to find than he thought.

“What do you mean, teacher? I already know that?” Ram asked, looking at him with confusion on his face.

Thotsaphon smiled faintly and looked at Thara. who was still reading her red-covered book calmly Tara raised her eyes to look at Ram for just a split second before turning back to reading the book.

“The matter you are searching for may not be entirely mysterious. But it might be with someone…or something that you still don't understand.” Tosaphon replied in a soft voice.

Ram felt the silence hang in the air. He stared at Thotsaphon alternating with Thara. The feeling that this was not just a coincidence began to form in his heart.

“Why do you say that?” Ram asked, stepping closer to the instructor.

Thotsaphon smiled a little and spoke softly. “Maybe...someone who knows something is closer to you than you think.”

Tara remained silent and looked down at her book as if oblivious to the conversation. Ram sensed that there was something she was hiding. And he was beginning to believe that it had something to do with the unsolved mysteries of this Wisaka High School.

"I'll find out..." Ram muttered to himself. “Whether it is a mystery or a hidden truth. I have to know.”

Meanwhile, Ram is determined to find answers. Tara raised her head and looked at him again. Her eyes reflected deep concern. that Ram still doesn't understand

Thotsapon looked at the pair and smiled again before speaking softly. "Be careful...where there is love, there is suffering..." Thosapon walked away.

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The sound of the clock telling time rings. Ram put the mystery list paper into his bag and walked out of the room. along with the determination to reveal the truth As Tara stood still in the classroom, a cool breeze blew in from the window. Revealing just a fraction of the mysteries that are still hidden in this school...

Ram walked out of the school building with his mind full of questions. In his head there were only mysteries that had yet to be answered. And Teacher Thotsapon's words still echo in my heart. “Maybe...someone who knows something is closer to you than you think.”

He didn't know what Kru Thotsapon meant. But he couldn't let this doubt linger in his mind.

It was a quiet night inside Wisetkha High School. After the other students They've all gone home. Ram was still wandering around the school building. He held the piece of paper in his hand. Looking at the list of 13 mysteries, he had almost all of them crossed out, leaving only the last 3 that remained unanswered.

“Thirteen steps, I proved it…nothing,” he muttered to himself. “The sound of a piano from the music room. It's just the wind blowing into the room. But…the rest of the story…is not just an ordinary story.”

Ram stared at the last item on the list — “The faceless shadow in the old conference room.”

“Old conference room…” Ram thought of the place that everyone talked about, no one dared to enter at night. It is said that there used to be a place where some of the first students' rituals were performed. that disappeared Ram immediately decided that he would not delay any longer.

He headed towards the old meetinghouse behind the school. In the darkness, his footsteps echoed throughout the area. Ram felt the coldness seep into his skin. He couldn't help but tremble.

Upon arriving at the door of the old conference room The dilapidated wooden door creaked softly. When he opened it Musty smell and old dust Causing him to hold his breath slightly, Ram slowly stepped into the darkness. before turning on the mobile flashlight to shine throughout the area

“Nothing…” he said to himself, hoping to hear a reply that would put him at ease. But suddenly The flashlight shone on a shadow in the corner of the room.

"Tara..." Ram said in surprise. “What are you doing here?”

Tara closed her book and approached Ram. “I told you, this school is not normal. There was something here that shouldn't have been awakened. And you…almost woke it up.”

“What do you mean?” Ram asked curiously.

Tara paused before letting out a deep sigh. “This school was built on a site where nothing should have been. All the mysterious stories It's not just fiction to frighten students. But it is a warning from the past.”

Ram listened to her intently, “A warning?”

“Yes,” Tara replied, “Something happened here in the past. Something they tried to hide for so long. But it cannot be hidden forever…”

Ram felt the coldness in the air. Even though it's a summer night But the atmosphere in the old meeting room made him feel like he was surrounded by coldness from within.

“Tara, if you knew all this. Why didn't you tell me from the beginning?” Ram asked seriously.

Tara looked at him with eyes that reflected pain. “Because sometimes not knowing is the best solution. I tried to forget everything and let it go with those secrets. But you came back to look for it again.”

Ram stared at her with determination. “I can't let it linger like this. If there's something they're hiding I have to know the truth because it might have something to do with my strange dream.”

Tara was silent for a moment. before speaking softly “If you want to know the truth…I have no choice.”

“I can't let you go looking for it. You'll awaken something that shouldn't have been awakened again,” Tara said in a trembling voice. “You tried to protect me from this. But you pulled him even closer.”

“I have to know the truth. No matter what happens,” Ram replied with confidence.

Tara shook her head, “Then I have no choice…I have to stop you again.”

Suddenly, Tara took out something from her bag. It is an ancient amulet with mysterious symbols. Ram remembered that he had seen it in a book recounting the school's mysterious rituals.

“Tara…what do you plan to do?” Ram asked with uncertainty.

“I'm sorry, Ram, but you have to stop searching for the truth. If you don't stop I will use this method to protect you,” Tara said in a harsh tone.

Tara sighed softly. and spoke in a soft voice “I don't want to do this. But if it's the only way to stop you…”

She raised the amulet in the air and began chanting something. A loud sound reverberated around them. The floor of the old conference room began to shake. Ram felt some power coming towards him.

Ram looked at her with confusion and pain. “I don't want to fight with you. It has to be another way.”

She added strength to her prayers. A mysterious power began to form around her, and Ram felt the pressure intensify. He tried to walk towards her, but the power emitted by the amulet made it difficult for him to walk.

“Tara…that's enough, you don't have to do this,” Ram said in a tired voice.

“…We can find another way together….”

Tara was silent for a moment. She looked at Ram with trembling eyes. Inside, her mind was fighting an internal conflict.

“I don't want you to suffer…” Tara said softly, tears starting to well up in her eyes. “But I don't want what happened again.”

Ram slowly approached her.

“We can change everything. If we work together You don't need to fight alone anymore.”

Thara looked at Ram with eyes filled with confusion. But finally she lowered her hand. And the power that surrounded her gradually dissipated.

“Why do you talk like that person?” Tara said softly before sinking to the ground. Ram rushed to support her.

“Tara..” Ram said in a gentle voice. "You're okay."

Tara nodded lightly. And tears began to flow down her cheeks. Ram hugged her tightly. And at that moment He felt the fate between him and Tara.

As Ram and Thara were about to let go of their conflict and try to find a solution together, heavy footsteps suddenly sounded from the corner of the old meeting room. Ram and Tara turned to look at each other. Then I saw the shadow of someone approaching.

Teacher Thotsapon appeared out of the darkness. Without saying anything, he walked towards Thara and Ram. But the tension in the air only increased. Thotsaphon stopped in the middle between Ram and Thara. With eyes full of coldness

“Teacher Phon…” Ram muttered in shock. “What will the teacher do?”

Teacher Thotsapon looked at Thara who was still recovering on the ground, “Well done Ram, you are worth more than I thought.”

As soon as Teacher Thotsapon raised his hand The mysterious symbol imprinted on his hand radiated a bright light. Thara who tried to get up was crushed by Teacher Totsaphon's power and fell down again. She was breathing heavily and seemed unable to resist.

“Ram….we…must meet again.”

“Tara!” Ram shouted, trying to help her. But the mysterious power that Thotsapon released prevented him from getting close.

“Don't worry about her,” Teacher Thotsapon said coldly.

Suddenly, the mysterious power from Tosaphon's hand formed into an invisible wind and enveloped Thara. Ram saw Thara being pulled into the dark dimension opened by Teacher Tosapon.

“Don't!” Ram shouted angrily.

But Tara disappeared in the blink of an eye. Her cries disappeared with the appearance of Tosaphon standing there alone.

Thotsaphon turned to look at Ram with eyes filled with irritation. “Sometimes to protect something important. We have to destroy something.”

“Why…why did the teacher do this?” Ram asked angrily.

“In fact, Tara, you are the one who created the 13 mysteries in Wisetha High School,” Thotsapon replied calmly. “The Tara you met all this time was only a fraction of that girl's power.”

“Teacher, what do you mean?” Ram asked, confused.

Thotsapon smiled coldly. “To put it simply, the real Tara is not here.”

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