I signed my death

by azab

six teenagers enroll in an institute to help them walk the right path, little did they know they are signing their death Warning: this story might contain explicit stuff for adult

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Opening the office door Smoker signed at the bunch of teenagers siting on the chairs in front of his desk, they were all handcuffed with their hands in front of them, counting them he noted they were six in total and they were ignoring him.

a pink haired girl was singing some crap they called songs these days while she was moving her body left and right, a boy was glaring at the window with red lipstick and black nails, a boy was shouting that he was hungry while another was sleeping on his shoulder, another was looking at his feet and the last one was spacing out

Smoker cursed his luck as he was assigned to explain the rules in the institute for them, the institute was formed to help criminal children to walk the right path, but to Smoker it seemed like it was build to torture the youngsters, signing he entered the office and sat in his assigned chair, he had to get this over with so he could take his break early