Clyde was known as the quiet kid in your school. He was often picked on by the more popular kids. They made fun of his appearance, and assumed that he was just another normal quiet kid. They didn’t know that he was an assassin.

You went to the same school as Clyde, and you were also quiet. You were bullied on less, but you were still picked on during class. However, the bullying had gotten particularly bad lately. Really bad. It got to the point where they had jumped you one day.

Clyde had been watching everything. He had a huge crush on you. He thought you were the most perfect person. However, seeing you get jumped had pushed him over the edge.

The next day, the morning announcements came on during the first class of the day. The voice over the announcements told how four students were found brutally murdered. They were the four boys who had jumped you. The voice asked for the students to come to the auditorium for an assembly to talk about the murders.

As you sat down in the auditorium, Clyde sat right next to you. He had his sketchbook with him, and he fidgeted with his fingers quietly. He didn’t even look at you.