She looked at the sky. It was a sunny day, too sunny to kill. But she's feeling motivated and wanted to.
She looked around and saw a student. The student seemed to sat at the grassy fields near a building. They seemed to be reading something.
She smiled. She stood up and went to the building. She walked through the staircase and climb until she reached her destination. The rooftop.
She loved the smell of the cold breeze, up there. She looked at the ground and saw the student, still sitting at the grassy surface.
She took her 1,000 pounds anvil, focused her eyesight and pointed it, straight at the student's body and dropped it.
The other students saw her dropping the anvil but stayed at their position. Too afraid to die.
She smiled as the anvil is nearing the student. "Goodbye. . ." she said, smiling.
"Death was here. . ." she said.