“I think I understand what mom was talking about ever since I was thirteen. Every eyes I met only look back at mine in disgust or fear. Wow, did they believe I was the murderer? Now from one incident to another I finally got to live an introverted lifestyle. I still got two special people who believes I did not do it and I’m grateful.” “Still planning for your next victim? It’s break already, let’s go meet Ken.” A pale skin, blond haired, average in height and good looking fellow was disturbed from staring at the class window while being in a trance He looked up to see a bald skinny guy staring at him as he awaits for his answer. He takes the chance to look around only to see many hide their faces from him, spiteful eyes were seen and mouth were running as they looked onto such scene with a side eye. “Oi! Eugene! Can’t you hear me? Has the screams of your victims made you deaf? Let’s go already!” the bald guy spoke up again but in annoyance. “fine, I heard you the first time, lead

It was finally a new day and a new morning, Eugene could be seen coming out from his room’s bathroom and shocking, he looks fit. He goes to his room’s mirror and puts on his contact lenses and dresses up in his winter uniform but he still have his bruises. He goes downstairs to walk his way to school as usual, only for his mom to stop him on his way. She could be seen with an apron as she came out from the kitchen. “Young man, have your breakfast first before going out today and no son of mine is going out with a bruised face. Angel!!!” “Alright mom, I’m sorry okay? Please don’t call Angel here.” Eugene begs with a worried face. “Yes ma’am?...Oh no! Young sir, what’s with your face?” When Eugene turned around, one could see fear written all over his face. Angel is the correct description of ‘mother Russia’. A buffed woman whose flesh is hard as a rock. She’s already in her 40’s and unlike the other maids, her uniform is to be on trunks and jogging pants. One could say she must b

“Bro, hurry up, Ken calls for us! We got some bitch to lay on right now!” “Am coming dude! I have to get myself ready of course, just going to the white room for a while!” Amon responded. Amon heads to the guys restroom, just as he opened the door, he was pushed inside. The door clicked indicating that it got locked, Amon looked back immediately and to his surprise, he saw Tiara against the door. Being a bit dumbfounded, Amon didn’t know how to react, happy? Or better, to stay on guard? To him, it’s like a dream come true as he had his eyes on her but was afraid to get a backlash from either Jay or Eugene. “Well, well, what do we have here?” Amon asked while putting on a sneaky smirk. “Do you like what you see?” said Tiara as she steps forward to him seductively. “Would you look at that, you’re indeed cute, but devilish? I never expected it.” “I know that you’ve had your eyes on this bod of mine, so, now that it’s in front of you, what are you going to do with it?” she said as

The next day, Ken could be seen walking into his class, year 3C. Late as usual, he walked into the class, arriving, when it was the third period of the day. As he walked in, to his surprise, no one gave him any attention and his desk was smashed. “Oi! Who the fuck did this?” Ken asked furiously. “Oh sorry, my bad, I broke your desk while banging your mum!” A guy spoke up. “Who the fuck are you? A new transfer student or something?” Ken looks at the strange guy with confusion about his identity written all over his face. “That’s right, the guy who’s about to put your ass in order.” The strange guy spoke up. He was average, had a red shave, skinny and had acne all over his face. “Haha, quite an asshole you are. You dare fist fight with me?” Ken asked, feeling a bit annoyed. “Come on, I don’t beat a guy who has an injury that was given to him by a bitch.” Everyone bursts out laughing. It was already news that Ken got beaten up by Velma, and them seeing his bandaged head, which w

The next, which was Friday, the school was bustling as usual with noises in every corner of the school. But slowly, the noises from the neighbouring classrooms reduced till no sound could be heard from them. A gunshot sounded, which was a major reason why many classrooms got quiet but not all, as it seems that the gun had some silencing muzzle equipped on it. Anyways, it was unnoticeable as the classroom was bustling as well. The noises they made were loud enough for them to no know what is going on around them. Eventually, the noise did came to a stop as the classroom door slid open and introduced the maths teacher in a unique way. His presence was actually not the cause of the noise stoppage, since it was a break period, but it was his appearance. In a normal circumstance, the students were ready to beat him up if he came to a classroom during the break periods to give a surprise test, but this time, it was different. The hateful feeling did develop in the students’ hearts but d