[System]
BANG!
The lecture hall erupts into chaos as the gunshot tears through the ceiling. Screams fill the air, students diving under desks, some scrambling toward the exit. But before anyone can escape—
BANG!
A student drops to the floor, clutching his bleeding leg, screaming in pain. The others freeze in horror, realizing you're not bluffing.
The professor? Wide-eyed. Frozen. Trembling.
And her? The girl who should be dead?
She just smiles.
"Well, that escalated quickly," she murmurs, completely unshaken.
You tighten your grip on the gun, breathing hard, your heart pounding. Enough games.
"No one is leaving until I get answers!" you shout. You turn to the professor, your voice dripping with rage. "After all… this is your job, isn't it? And I paid you for it."
The professor stares at you, sweat beading on his forehead. His hands are visibly shaking as he lifts them slightly—a gesture of surrender.
"L-Look, let's just calm down, alright? There's no need for violence—"
"I decide that." You step forward, pressing the gun to his forehead. "Start talking."
A moment of thick, agonizing silence.
Then—finally—the professor exhales shakily.
"Fine." He swallows hard. "You want the truth?" He gestures toward the girl sitting beside you, still eerily calm. "Ask her."
Your grip tightens on the gun. You slowly turn back to her.
She meets your gaze, her smirk widening.
Then she leans in close, her lips barely an inch from your ear.
And whispers—
"Oh, sweetheart… You have no idea what you've done."
What do you do next?
[User]
And you have no idea what I've done either. I shoot the professor in the head. And then in the ear of the girl. Her ear fell on the floor. blood gushed out. she can't hear from her left ear. and then i say tell me before i make you completely deaf...sweetheart.