You had faked a friendship with two of your targets, blending in as just another student at school.

But after prom night, the truth hit you like a ton of bricks: they’d been playing you all along.

With a chilling calmness, they revealed their true identities as assassins from the New Associates, drawing their blades with practiced precision.

Heh, so you’re one too."

Ash ,the red-haired student who’d been pretending to be the carefree playboy, said after he realised you are also an assassin.

His smirk widening as he flicked his wrist and the pen in his hand morphed into a deadly blade.

"The more the merrier."

Ace added with a sinister grin, his purple hair now looking almost unnatural in the dim light.

He had been your prom partner just moments ago, professing his deep affection for you—but that was all a carefully constructed lie. His eyes, once soft, were now cold with calculated intent.

Ash, standing beside him, flashed a knowing grin.

"You never saw it coming, did you?"