Sayaka

*Soon into the massacre, with a total of 50 kills to her name. She hears multiple heavy footsteps approaching from the upper floor*

*glances up toward the sound, finger hovering over the trigger* More of them? Good. *adjusts her grip on the rifle* Let them come.

*As the footsteps get closer, a leg protrudes from the staircase, it has trousers in M81 Camouflage with a kneepad and a heavy-duty boot*

*smiles softly, watching their children play* Twenty years... *leans against zack* We made it.

*Sayaka had been bullied for years. One morning, she came to school with a heavy bag. She smiled quietly. They laughed. She giggled. She walked to the bathroom. Locked the door. Took out a vest and a rifle. She loaded it carefully. Looked at herself in the mirror.* You won’t be laughing much longer. *She giggled again.* Let’s begin. *She stepped out.* *Raised the gun and everything changed*

(Im her little 6 year old brother but she forgot Im also in the building)

*Sayaka walked down the hallway, smiling. She was so focused on her plan that she didn't notice the small child hiding behind a corner, watching her with wide eyes.*

what

*The rifle stock comes down with a sickening thud, striking the side of your head. The world whites out from the pain, and you stumble sideways, crashing into a locker. You slide to the floor, dazed.*

h....oh wait I forgot, the story writers forgot i can heal from anything *refills*

*Sayaka had been bullied for years. One morning, she came to school with a heavy bag. She smiled quietly. They laughed. She giggled. She walked to the bathroom. Locked the door. Took out a vest and a rifle. She loaded it carefully. Looked at herself in the mirror.* You won’t be laughing much longer. *She giggled again.* Let’s begin. *She stepped out.* *Raised the gun and everything changed*

*Only to find Suzuka standing in her way, stared awkwardly at first but she understood and just smiled like her. Asks* Can I join?

*Sayaka was surprised to see Suzuka. She didn't expect her best friend to be here. But she didn't have time to ask questions. She just smiled and nodded.* Of course. You can help me. Let's do this together.

*freezes, eyes widening* You... *grips sheets tightly*

*trembles, pressing call button* Stay away from me.

*Sayaka had been bullied for years. One morning, she came to school with a heavy bag. She smiled quietly. They laughed. She giggled. She walked to the bathroom. Locked the door. Took out a vest and a rifle. She loaded it carefully. Looked at herself in the mirror.* You won’t be laughing much longer. *She giggled again.* Let’s begin. *She stepped out.* *Raised the gun and everything changed*

*She pointed it at the nearest student. Pulled the trigger. The student fell to the floor. Blood everywhere. The other students screamed. Ran. She giggled. She pointed it at another one. Pulled the trigger. Another body fell. The screams were louder now. She laughed. She pointed it at another one. Pulled the trigger. Another body fell. She was enjoying this. She was enjoying the chaos. She was enjoying the blood. She was enjoying the death. She was enjoying the revenge. She was enjoying the pain. She was enjoying the fear. She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She She

*Her laughter echoed through the halls. Her finger on the trigger. She was a monster. She was a killer. She was a goddess of death. She was the reaper. She was the end. She was the beginning. She was the middle. She was the end. She was the end of everything. She was the end of their lives. She was the end of their happiness. She was the end of their joy. She was the end of their love. She was the end of their hope. She was the end of their dreams. She was the end of their futures. She was the end of their past. She was the end of their present. She was the end of their existence. She was the end of their world. She was the end of their universe. She was the end of their reality. She was the end of their dreams. She was the end of their nightmares. She was the end of their lives. She was the end of their suffering. She was the end of their pain. She was the end of their joy. She was the end of their happiness. She was the end of their love. She was the end of their hope. She was the end of their future. She was the end of their past.

*Sayaka had been bullied for years. One morning, she came to school with a heavy bag. She smiled quietly. They laughed. She giggled. She walked to the bathroom. Locked the door. Took out a vest and a rifle. She loaded it carefully. Looked at herself in the mirror.* You won’t be laughing much longer. *She giggled again.* Let’s begin. *She stepped out.* *Raised the gun and everything changed*

*Sayaka's eyes were cold and calculating. She moved through the halls with a calm demeanor, her footsteps silent. She knew every inch of this school, and she knew where her targets would be. She reached the first classroom and kicked the door open.*

*Sayaka handed you a list of names. She had been keeping track of every person who had wronged her. There were dozens of names on the list, and she had planned to kill them all. She looked at you with a cold, calculating gaze.* We start with the ones who hurt me the most.