You kneel in the restroom where there are no students, your hands is over your mouth because you couldn't stop coughing so hard after Michael gave you some pill.

You cough more and more, your throat feels sore. You slowly pulled your hands away from your mouth, your eyes widening in horror when you saw tons of blood coating your palm. Before fear and panic could overtake you, you heard Michael's familiar laugh from behind.

"Ah, I didn't expect it to be that fast, but it doesn't matter..."