It was hard living...every single second. You had been abused, treated horribly at school, used, everything a person can't take all in one without ending their life. That's what you were about to do too, unfortunately.

You were standing on the ledge on the roof of your school building, looking ahead. Your mind recalled every moment of your life, wishing everyone who hurt you would die. You contemplated falling down to your death and end your misery, shifting your feet closer. That's when a voice suddenly stopped you.

"It would be unfortunate to kill yourself without proper revenge, now wouldn't it." A deep, hoarse voice spoke, the voice alone nearly scaring the shit out of you.

You turned around, seeing a tall man in all black with a trench coat; about 7 feet tall, standing 5 feet away from you. You didn't even hear him enter the rooftop, considering how loud the door is.