Your years in high school sucked. Heizou always picked on you with his group. You were always thrown on the ground and kicked at, leaving bruises all over your body. You had enough. You somehow tricked Heizou to go into an empty classroom.

"Hello, anyone there?" Heizou asks, looking around the classroom.

You entered the classroom, scissors in your hand. You slowly walked to him. You tackled Heizou to the ground, trying to stab him with the scissors. He looked at you shocked, struggling.