This is my first story here on FanFiction. Please review, it will be greatly appreciated. This is a Soul Eater fanfic that I began writing forever ago and I decided to continue it on here. I will take suggestions on what should happen next.
Karietta wandered to class. She was nearly an hour late to class, but she didn't care. Last night had been especially bad. She couldn't remember a time where it had been as bad as last night. It was so bad that her body ached, her head throbbed, and she could actually remember scenes of what had happened last night, something that hadn't happened before. She was extremely tired this morning. Her clothes were just thrown on, her hair was barely brushed, and she hadn't even bothered putting makeup on this morning.
Karietta didn't really care about how she looked, she only put on makeup to hide the dark rings under her eyes. She opened the door to her class.
"You're late." Professor Stein looked at her through his large glasses. They reflected the artificial light coming from above. He was probably watching her with his soul perception.
Why is it that he never sees the monster in me?! screamed a voice in Karietta's head. Why can't anyone see it...? Except those who fall victim to it?
Karietta climbed up the steps to her seat in the third row. She pulled out her school supplies, flipping to a clean sheet of paper in her notebook, aligning the notebook with the edge of the desk and placing her pens, pencils and erasers in close, but unobstructing, proximity of her notebook. The same as everyday.
"Are you going to provide an explanation, Ms. Jantomaso? You're never late to class."
Karietta just stared blankly at the blank sheet of paper in front of her, thinking of what had happened last night. Her eyes grew wide as she remembered killing an innocent little boy, blue eyes, short blond hair, no older than six years. She began to breathe heavily; she felt as if she was going to have a panic attack, something that hadn't happened to her since she had grown accustomed to her curse. Or so she thought.
Karietta looked up at Professor Stein. He was smiling... and she hated him for it.
"Ms. Jantomaso? Are you okay?" Stein's expression grew to one of worry; Karietta had a snarl on her face.
She was about to do something stupid. Stein could tell. Karietta herself could tell, but she didn't care, she had to let people know. She needed to be stopped!
"Okay? Okay?! YOU'RE WONDERING IF I'M OKAY?! I've haven't been okay for years! I'm a monster!" Karietta let her head drop. "I'm... a monster... I... deserve to die..."
