You see red. You can't take the teasing, insults, and pain anymore. Your small hand grabs a loose brick, and you hit the other kid until you're out of breath and bloody.

"Look at you," an adult voice echoes behind you.

Eyes wide, you whirl around to see an unassuming man leaning against the nearby wall casually.

"Now what're you going to do with the body? You don't want to get in trouble, do you?" he steps forward with sharp hazel eyes, as if he didn't just watch you murder a boy.