The time was 2:12 PM. Friday.

Jayson stone, Yan-chan, Senpai and about twenty other students were in gym class, running laps outside.

"hey! It's not a race!" one of the students shouted as jayson ran past him.

He was outrunning the whole group, not because he was competitive, he just ran faster then most of the other students.

The running actually calmed him down quite a lot. He had been angry and annoyed for the past week, due to many different things.

First, yan-chan and senpai went on a date, He took her to go see some corny vampire movie that was based off some incredibly retarded book, a disgrace to the art of both cinema and literature.

Yan-chan was a blushing ditz through the entire date. every time senpai looked at her, she got incredibly flustered and embarrassed, often blushing so much that it looked like someone put red paint on her cheeks. Just to make matters worst, she was incredibly territorial and hateful toward anyone who bothered to look at senpai, even if they were guys!. One girl asked senpai if she could cut in line at the snack bar, yan-chan responded by spilling her drink on the poor girl, claiming it was an 'accident'. She also stared at senpai non-stop, directly into his eyes, Constantly whispering "oh senpai..." in a disturbingly love struck tone.

"Stone!" the couch shouted jayson's last name, breaking his train of thought. "gym is over, hit the showers!" he said.

When jayson looked in the direction of the locker rooms, he saw yan-chan walking toward the girls locker room which was on the left side. To the right was the boys locker room. Many of the students began walking toward their gender specific rooms in groups. But oddly, senpai was nowhere to be found in those groups.

Instead, senpai was still on the gym field, doing pushups. That was odd, senpai was always the first to hit the showers, seeing as how he hated gym class. It was the only class he really failed in.

"twenty-three… twenty-four… twenty-five" senpai counted while doing his pushups, jayson had never seen senpai do more then ten.

"twenty-six..."

"dude, give yourself a break before your arms quit on you" jayson said as he walked toward senpai. He knew senpai would never make it to thirty. his arms looked like they were about to give up on him.

"i can't quit. gotta feel the burn. no pain, no gain" he said as he desperately tried to keep his arms from giving out.

"okay, what's with all the cardio?, you would normally be running to the showers by now" jayson asked as senpai moved to do situps.

"I've had a revelation. you know all those deaths that have been happening at the school?" senpai asked. "I've noticed something. Every girl that's gotten killed has had some kinda connection to me. I think someone is out to get me. Somebody wants me dead, jayson!" he said, and he wasn't wrong.

"and this is why you're working out?" jayson asked.

"the murderer might hurt you or ayana-chan in order to get to me, and what if I'm there to save one of you guys, but instead I just run and hide like a coward?"

"like you did with osana-chan?" jayson asked.

"exactly. Well no more, I'm tired of being a scared little kid!" he shouted.

Jayson tried to change the subject.

"so… how was your date with yan-chan?" he asked.

"kinda weird actually, she clung to me like I was a magnet. she glared at anyone who looked at us too. She also wouldn't stop staring at me, it was like she was hypnotized or something." senpai said.

"yeah, she's a weirdo isn't she?" jayson hated insulting her but he had to find some way of changing senpai's view of her. "maybe she's not your type, maybe she doesn't want to have you for a boyfriend. maybe you should stay the hell away from her and never talk to her again!"

"jayson, you're killing my ankles!" senpai shouted as he felt jayson's grip tighten in anger.

"oh, sorry" jayson said, snapping out of his small rage and removing his hands from senpai.

"what was that all about?" senpai asked, Referring to jayson's little rage.

"i have no idea what your talking about" he lied.

"jayson… do you like ayana-chan?" senpai asked.

"of course, we're best friends" jayson said while standing up and turning his back to senpai.

"no. I mean… do you want to be more then friends?"

"this conversation is over" jayson said as he began walking away.

"but I-"

"this conversation is over! You will tell her nothing!"

Jayson then walked into the boys locker room and went to shower off all the sweat he gained from gym. After his shower was done, he walked to his locker and proceeded to change back into his uniform. He hated having to wear this thing. It felt so… boring. What was it with schools and having uniforms? Why does everyone have to wear the exact same clothing?

"so, who's gonna replace your old girlfriend?" said one of the students on the other side of the lockers.

"i dunno, maybe that second year girl we saw earlier? y'know the one with the black pony tail?" said another student.

Jayson looked over his locker and on the other side was a boy with short spiked, dirty blond hair and blue eyes. This was Suima Mizu, third year student and captain of the swim team. This guy lived and breathed sports, he played every type of game that had a ball, he ran as fast as jayson, and he must have been two inches taller then your average high school student. The typical jock… jayson hated jocks.

"i dunno man, I think she's taken, I saw that American guy walking her to class today, he even carried her books!" Suima's friend said.

"which American? The third year guy?" Suima asked.

"no, he graduated last year. I'm talking about the one that beat up Haruto Yuto"

"someone beat up Haruto-kun?" suima asked, surprised.

"yeah, I heard he got his face thrown into the lockers so hard that his nose broke! He can only breath through his mouth now!"

"good, Haruto-kun was a bully, and bullies deserve a taste of the pain they inflict on others" suima said.

For a jock, Suima wasn't really that bad of a guy. He was one of the nicest people in school.

"hey, there" Suima said as he greeted jayson from the other side of the locker.

"hello" jayson replied. "you were talking about me?"

"yeah. Umm. Jackson Rock, right?" he got his name wrong.

"Jayson Stone" he corrected, obviously offended. "what do you want?" he asked.

"i was wondering if you knew about that second year girl? The one the 'yan' in her name?" suima asked.

"ayana-chan?"

"yeah, that's her name! Is she seeing anyone?" suima asked.

"no, she's single" jayson stated.

"cool, so… here's the thing. My girlfriend dumped me and I was looking for someone else. I was hoping you could help me get Ayana-chan"

"sure… I'll tell her to meet you by the pool after school" jayson said.

"awesome! Hey, if you need anything, You let me know, i take care of those who help me out!" suima said as he gave jayson a fist bump and left the locker room.

"oh I'll help you out, you miserable waste of life. I'll help you get on the express train to the 9th circle of hell" jayson whispered with anger in his voice. "You… Will… Die". Jayson soon exited the locker room.


The time was 2:49 PM.

Yan-chan and jayson were in their homeroom class, waiting for school to finish. The teacher had been rambling on about the evolution of music as an art form while constantly writing on the black board.

Jayson saw that yan-chan wasn't really acting like her usual self, she seemed rather distraught today.

"hey, beautiful. You okay?" jayson whispered to her.

"yeah, I'm fine. Just a little upset" she whispered back.

"how was your date with senpai?" jayson asked in a deadpanned tone. God, he hated that little worm. He hoped one day yan-chan would just snap and say "if I can't have you, no one can" then at least jayson wouldn't have to see that wimp's annoying little face.

"horrible" she said simply. She had been worrying about that date all day. Senpai must have received a negative impression when yan-chan dumped her drink on that bitch that thought she could cut in front of senpai. a line shouldn't even be at that snack bar, everyone should have moved when senpai approached.

"eh, I'm sure it doesn't matter that much" jayson said in reaction to her silence.

"of course it matters!" yan-chan shouted.

"Miss Satsujin-koibito! Is there something you'd like to share with the entire class?" the teacher said, referring to yan-chan's interruption.

"no, sensei" she hung her head down in shame.

The school bell soon rang, signaling that school had ended. Many of the students began packing up their things, preparing to return to their homes.

"I've graded your reports, please come and pick them up on the way out." the teacher said as she held the students reports. "Miss satsujin-koibito, your report plus the additional one thousand word essay was well researched and easily definable. Best grade in the class, congratulations."

"an A+" yan-chan stated as she saw her grade, she was impressed with herself, she never got a grade like that before.

"you know, you may be a handful but it does warm my heart to know that you do take your education seriously. Keep at it, and you'll have a very successful future one day, young lady" the teacher said.

"so, how'd I do, sensei?" jayson asked as he approached the teacher's desk.

"Mr. Stone, your report was adequate but could have been better, you passed… barely."

"C-" yan-chan stated as as she looked over jayson's shoulder.

"it's a solid C-" he defended.

"it's noting to feel ashamed for, but I would recommend tutoring or joining a study group. These tests do make up thirty percent of your final grade, you know." the teacher said.

"i could tutor you" yan-chan said as they walked out of class together.

"you'd do that for me?" jayson asked.

"of, course. That's what friends are for" she said as she opened her locker.


The time 3:50 PM.

Suima Mizu sat in the pool room, waiting for… what was her name again? Ayano? No that wasn't it… Ayana! That was her name.

To be honest, he didn't really think she was all that great. But he saw how she didn't really have that many friends, how she fit to well into this school, she was pretty much a blank slate. so he thought he'd take her and introduce her to some of his friends. In fact, once word got around that she was dating suima, her reputation and popularity would surely increase. That was all he wanted, he just wanted to give a lonely girl some friends, There's noting wrong with that. Yeah, she had one friend… jayson, but that guy creeped suima out. that guy looked unstable, violent and dangerous. Suima saw the way jayson glared at him, those eyes said it all 'I'm a dangerous person who wants to murder the world'.

"you actually came…" suima heard a voice, it belonged to a male however.

Jayson stone walked into the pool room of aka-demi high school. In front of him was his new rival. Suima Mizu. He had to pass on walking yan-chan home to be here, but it was worth it. He wanted this jock dead, he was a danger to yan-chan… dangers must be eliminated.

"Jackson Rock?"

"JAYSON STONE!" he shouted.

"whatever man, where's Ayana-chan?" Suima asked. Jayson glared deep into the eyes of the jock. Who did this muscle brained moron think he was dealing with? To ask for Yan-chan's love was like going up to someone and saying "here, take this fully loaded shotgun and shot me in the stomach. Don't worry, I want to die!"

"why are you staring at me like that?"

"you are going to die… slowly" jayson said in a chilling whisper. He then punched the jock in the eye, knocking him to the ground. He was still conscious though.

"what the hell was that for!" suima shouted in reaction to the pain.

"that was for making me come here. I could have been spending time with her, but instead I have to make sure you're out of the way" jayson said in a cruel tone.

"what are you talking about?"

"Ayana-chan belongs to me, it's bad enough I have to let that little worm do whatever he wants to her, but I am not losing my beloved to some meat-headed brute" jayson then put his shoe on suima's neck. One good kick could suffocate him. "I've come to far, I've sacrificed to much to stop now. I'm close… so close. I've almost obtained the key to unlock that cold and cruel heart of hers. So if you think I'm going to let you ruin all my hard work, you're dead wrong."

"you could have just said she was yours, I would have stayed away" Suima said.

"FUCKING LIAR!" jayson shouted as he kicked Suima in the throat, causing him to cough up blood. "if I told you she was mine, you would have saw it as a challenge. You would put yourself with her. You would try to take her away from me, you would taint and corrupt her, YOU'D RUIN HER!" he shouted as he kicked again.

"what are you going to do to me?" Suima asked in fear.

"hmm, I honestly thought you'd call me an insane psychopath by now. Tell me, captain of the swim team, how long can you hold your breath under water? More importantly, are you able to swim with ALL OF YOUR LIMBS MANGLED AND BROKEN!?" Jayson then grabbed a fire extinguisher from the wall mount and proceeded to mangle, crush and bludgeon him until even the slightest movement caused the jock intense pain. He started with the arms first, then the legs. It was satisfying to hear the sounds of his bones breaking, to hear this big strong jock scream and cry like a little girl, listening to him begging for mercy.

Jayson then threw him into the pool and watched in joy as the captain of the swim team drowned in a matter of minutes. Once Suima died, his corpse floated in the water like trash in a river.

Jayson sighed in annoyance when he realized he'd have to dispose of the body. It was a good thing the school had an incinerator in the basement. He'd still need to find some way to transport the body without looking suspicious though. Maybe he'd borrow one of the spare cello cases from music class.