Chapter 4: I Hate People.

He slowly walked towards the man, exhaling heavily as he chuckled. He slowly reached for the dagger that had impaled the man and leaned closer to him

" This is actually quite fun." He whispered, grinning as a loud, evil chuckle escaped his mouth.

He didn't care to think about what he was doing or what he was going to do. The very same feeling had been forced upon him so many times, and now that it was his turn, he couldn't help but let the ecstasy surge through him.

He proceeded to twist the dagger, causing the man to groan in pain as more blood gushed out from his mouth. The expression was all he wanted, the greatest joy he had felt and the only noises he was pleased to hear.

He began to chuckle more and more as he leaned away from him. The dagger was quickly pulled out from his abdomen and stabbed into his right shoulder and the same was done to the other one as well.

The man felt incredibly weak immediately after the first stab; a reason well-known to him. The dagger the boy had with him had been poisoned and it was a very strong one at that.

" Please, just spare me..." He pleaded, groaning as he tried to hold back his breaths, " I'll give you anything I promise."

" Haha, you actually think I'll let you go..." He said leaning closer towards the man once again as he slowly twisted the dagger which was now in his left shoulder, " just like that? You laid the stage and I'm just stealing the scene, so just sit tight and watch me... create your worst nightmare."

" Ini mini mini mo." He said, pointing towards different parts of the man's body starting from his forehead, "Well now, it seems that your left-hand gets it this time."

" No-no, please stop." The man pleaded quickly, gasping in shock as he watched the boy slowly reach for the dagger once again.

He slumped to the ground after it was pulled out and the boy instantly squatted right in front of him. He proceeded to stab the dagger into the same wound once again and repeated the process in a very precise manner.

He then began to repeatedly twist the dagger until tears began to trail down the man's face and through the mask that he was wearing.

He had already lost a lot of blood and coupled with the poison, it was only a miracle that he was still awake after all he had gone through.

After staring at the man for a while, he pulled out the dagger and stabbed it into his own shoulder with the words, "Seems like my training is over."

There weren't any grunts, hesitations, or flinches as he drove the dagger into his own body. The joy he felt from what he had just done was still running through his mind, so much that he couldn't think straight again.

" Maybe I should have taken his body somewhere else before torturing him. Eh, who cares, beasts are going to be attracted to the blood any moment from now anyway." He said, slowly getting up on his feet.

The loud screeches and roars of beasts began to echo throughout the entire woods. It wasn't even ten minutes before they all came rushing towards the newly found meal.

Without thinking twice, he began running, back to where he had come from. The dagger was still inserted in his body and all he wanted was to at least have an eyewitness or two.

Of course, he was trying to defend himself from the start but at least it would turn the case more to his favor. He ran straight home from there, towards his teacher and closest confidant.

He arrived at the front door, breathing heavily as blood trailed behind him. He was noticed in an instant and quickly received aid from the white-haired teacher.

He lost a lot of blood from the injury had given himself and fell unconscious by the time his teacher could get to him. He woke up to find the man sitting next to him once again and his arm bandaged.

" They didn't gang up against you again right?" He asked, staring intensely at him.

It was a look of rage mixed with the great compassion he had for the boy who was lying on the bed before him. His eyes were twitching and his entire body was trembling.

" Got attacked while I was in the woods." He said with a slight giggle, " got attacked by a beast and barely managed to escape during all the commotion."

The man looked at him for a while once more before he slowly got up from the bed and walked out of the room. A smirk crept up the boy's face immediately after that, he couldn't help but be proud of his Job well done.

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The end of his weekend came by and he returned to school along with the teacher. Now within the school compound, he was sat in the principal's office with his head held down and his fingers going against each other.

There wasn't anyone else in there, just him and the mean-looking middle-aged man. The room felt intense and the pressure was overwhelming, but there wasn't any expression on his face as he stared blankly at the floor.

" Well, you can leave now Mr Light. Your punishment will be decided immediately after school today." The man said, turning towards him.

He slowly stood up from the chair and walked towards the exit, his gaze still on the floor. As soon as he was outside the principal's office, he proceeded straight to his class.

Every student who caught a glimpse of him instantly stopped in their tracks, gazing at him with weird expressions of surprise on their faces.

He continued forward, his backpack held over his back, a red scarf hung by his right trouser pocket while he continued to pop the gum that he was chewing.

There was an apparent air of coldness around him as he approached his locker. Taking and keeping what was needed and what wasn't, he continued his journey towards the class.

" Still eighth o'clock, seems like I still have an hour before classes will get to start." He thought as he sat down and placed his legs on his locker.

His seat was located at the very back of the class and allowed him a great view of the academy's compound. He didn't care anyway, just needed something to distract his gaze from the annoying students.

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The classes were just as boring as he had anticipated and it was finally time for their lunch break. He didn't go to the cafeteria nor did he have his lunch with him, just sat on a bench, under a tree shed, alone.

While he was sitting there, a cat came from nowhere and proceeded to sit on the bench, next to him. it was white as snow and had just the right size of cuteness. He couldn't resist touching it.

The cat didn't resent him as he slowly patted its head and on seeing that, he began to slowly stroke. It meowed slightly, curling up more as his fingers ran down its spine.

That was when someone came running towards him, it was a female student dressed in the same uniform as him; a black shirt and black trousers with red stripes going around the edges.

" Get your hands off him." She said, slapping away his hand from the kitten, " Who knows what kinda deficiency you've infected him with now."

He couldn't do anything but slowly pull away his hand as he watched the girl grab a hold of the cat. It snuggled up against her chest while he sat there watching them, his eyes slightly widened while his teeth continued to push hard against each other.

His long-awaited moment was soon to come; he needed to do something about the students, and fast.