People laughing. Pointing at me. Whispers.
I was used to it all. I was the new girl, after all. I had no friends, and I wasn't exactly social.
Of course, over the next few weeks, I became the target of the bullies. It started with them teasing me and writing on my desk.
Then, everyone else started hating me too. The bullies would wait for me after school to cut my hair. Verbally and physically abuse me.
I didn't want to go to school anymore.
I only continued because I had worked so hard to get in Akademi.
This continued for what seemed like months, when in reality, only a week had passed.
One day, I got a note in my locker that asked me to meet on the school rooftop. The person wanted to talk about bullying after class.
I probably shouldn't have, but I went anyway.
The girl who asked to meet me was Ayano Aishi. The clumsy girl that always seemed to get red paint on herself.
She showed me a picture of Kizana talking to one of the bullies.
"This is the person that has made your life a living hell. She's the one responsible for what you had to go through."
"Why...Why are you telling me this?"
"I just thought you deserved to know."
"Th..thank you. I need some time to think about this."
I went home right away after that. I laid in bed, unable to sleep, thinking about what had happened.
How could she? I knew Kizana was arrogant, but why?
No one deserved what i had been going through.
Kizana needed to die.
The next morning, I dragged myself to school, bringing a kitchen knife with me. Surely no one would notice.
I curled up by the bushes by the entrance, unsure of what I was about to do.
"No," I thought. "She deserves this."
"Kill...kill...kill…" I mumbled, my hand grasping the knife like my life depended on it.
Looking Kizana in the eye, I grabbed her by the shoulder and tackled Kizana with all my might.
Without thinking, I plunged the knife into her chest, and then pulled it out again.
I stared at the bloody knife in my hands.
Why did I do this? How could I take someone's life?
With tears in my eyes, I raised the knife.