A/N:
It's been a very tough week. Normally I would post a chapter on my day off, but I fell ill for three days, and on top of this, we had a family tragedy as I recently lost my auntie and I will be attending her funeral and will not be able to post a chapter until 13th April, I'm sorry. I promise the chapter will be up by the end of that day though. For now, I hope this little teasing beginning of the chapter keeps you holding on :)
Nishi breathed heavily as he scanned his surroundings through his dark bangs, now matted with the blood of those whose bodies surrounded him. Nishi's weapon was concealed within his bag, and his phone, which was loosely held in his hand, blood stained; in fact, most of the room was covered in blood.
The phone slipped from Nishi's hand and clattered to the floor in a pool of blood.
Everything had gone quiet now.
Screams no longer filled the room.
They were all dead.
Nishi looked over at the far corner of the room; well, except for one. A somewhat curl of his lips appeared as he attempted to smile, though the girl he looked at could tell it was a sad smile, perhaps regretful.
There was no going back now.
Nothing could undo the damage he had caused in his need to get revenge caused by grief.
It was over.