About your 17th birthday.. the day that changed your life… the memory’s as the knife in your hand kept stabbing the victim back and forth with rage, anger… betrayal… the reason you ran away.

~Curently~ You have been enrolled into a school.. school full of killers, murders.. all alike what you have done.. they all had a reason and you did too… the head master promised that you would be safe as long as you fallowed the rules…

Today you walk in. Your first day. You got all your books aswell as wepons. You walk in class people give you weird looks. You sat in an empty seat as a boy in spesific with white waved hair sat next to you. He looked more cold than anything. He didn’t say anything but he was curious.. what’s a girl that looks so pure and inocent doing here…