Crimson red blood stained the walls, massacred bodies were scattered around the room, each and every one of them at the age fourteen. A few of them were lying on the ground, while others where still sat on their chairs and their upper bodies limp on the desks in front of them. From the far end of the classroom, the Sensei's fingers twitched as he felt his skin being ripped apart; first his stomach, then his throat…then his face.
The young, pink haired girl couldn't help but giggle as she sliced at the man's face, the same man she would always greet with a warm smile and who she confided in. Her giggles soon became insane laughter as her slashes became much more brutal and larger, she watched as she cut him and looked down at his open mouth before she stabbed into his gums, feeling the knife hit the ground beneath.
The man's fingers had stopped twitching long ago…