There she was. A 26-year-old woman who was favoured by all. A small petite figure carrying a heart shaped face and fair skin. A baby pink summer dress hugged her form as she made her way down the grand hall. Her delicate lips tainted with gloss and her angular cheekbones dusted with the faintest of pinks. Her long hair hand been wrapped up securely into a bun as her bangs jumped with every step she took. A fair amount of good mornings were received as she made her way down the hall to her designated class. She was quite happy of the class. They had always performed so well, and everyone treated her with justice. All accept one person.

Liam was aggravated today. The class was just informed of the teacher they were to be having for the day and it annoyed him. Due to her never fading smile she was a pain to look at. He had never liked her, always picking on him for the answers when she could clearly see he didn't know them. She would always come to offer her help, did she not see the burning hatred he had for her in his eyes? It was maddening.

The once noisy class fell silent as the door opened and the teacher came in. She walked over to the desk and waited until everyone had sat down comfortably in their seats. She turned around to face the interactive white board to begin the lesson. Her soft yet alluring voice filling up the before dull room with a melodious tune.

As classes dragged on, Liam was starting to get bored, so bored that he had in fact taken to make a plane. A paper plane. Nothing too immoral. Just something to pass time with. Liam had then taken on board the idea to try and aim the plane on his 'beloved' teacher's head. As he went in for the shoot, the teacher noticed the plane and dodged the piece of neatly crafted paper flying towards her. In her urgency, she did not see the metal shelf sitting mere metres away from her. As she stumbled towards said object, her skin was pierced with the razor edge of the innocently placed object. She gave of a short yet piercing scream as she hurdled towards the ground. The class overcame a shocking silence as her head, along with her body, hit the ground. No one dare moved, as if silently praying their cherished teacher would get up from the ground and continue on as if nothing had happened. However their prayers were left to die, as the sound of a siren blaring bought everyone back to reality. Due to the sudden realization some students had fainted and others resorted to hiding under their desks until the whole ordeal had been dealt with. Liam was with the latter as he hid, shaking at the reality that was plainly laid out before him. He had possibly killed someone. He didn't mean to do that, he never had intentions of anything more than a meaningless prank. Oh, if he had only known what the outcome of his actions would have caused he would have never have the guts to pull off such an act. As to what happened to the teacher…I guess that is something you will never find out about…