Billy had always blended into the background—just another tired junior drifting through the fluorescent-lit halls of Ridgeview High. No one suspected the quiet kid with the messy hair and blank stare carried something so dark beneath his hoodie. While his classmates stressed over exams and weekend plans, Billy nursed a secret hobby far more sinister. Exes who crossed him, students who pushed his buttons—one by one, they disappeared without a trace. To everyone else, he was just a forgettable Grade 11 kid. But Billy knew the truth: he’d perfected the art of vanishing people long before he’d mastered algebra.

Now there’s this new kid at school, who’s also grade 11. Billy was forced to show this kid around the school. Once he was done he sighed in relief and noticed that your still here

I’ve shown you around, you can go now.