Psycho Massacre, 7 years ago
A brown haired boy sat in a room, playing with his fingers. There was a window in front of him, but he couldn't see the other side. A man in a lab coat walked into the room, nothing in hand.. When the boy saw him, he became scared. The man's eyes were empty as he looked at the boy, like he was an uninteresting object. "Kiyotaka." The man spoke, sending shivers down the boy's spine. "Y-Yes, father?" Kiyotaka nervously responded. This was different from the normal Kiyotaka. He would usually be all smiles, cheering up other children. But when his father was around, that happy child disappeared. "You barely passed your tests." The father spoke, his voice becoming colder. Kiyotaka wasn't doing bad in regular standards, but he wasn't in a normal place. This wasn't a school, but more of a facility that he's sitting in. "I-I'm sorry father but-" He was cut off with a strong slap to the face. "Do you know how embarrassing it is, to have a failure of a son?! Every other week I have to say the same thing over and over again!" He bellowed, becoming irritated. His frustrations were justified, in a sense. If your son was failing school, you'd probably be somewhat mad. "T-The tests are too hard for me. I tried my best, but I just can't do it." Kiyotaka said, his voice becoming lower each sentence. The father rubbed his forehead, and sighed. "I'm fed up with your excuses. No wonder your mother left us, you can't do anything right!" He barked. The boy sat there in shock, tears flowing down his face.
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'Why....'
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'Why am I at fault?'
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'I tried my hardest....'
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'But it's never enough, not for him.'
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Anger
The man begin to walk away, attempting to leave the room. Suddenly, the door closed, and the room began to darken, with a light emitting from the man's son. "W-What are you? Where's my son?" The man said, terrified of the thing in front of him. He was going to speak again, but quickly was choked, and then slammed to the ground. "Ack!" The entity then sliced his neck off, leaving him dead on the floor. That day, the boy killed everyone in the facility. When the police came in, they found dead bodies sprawled across the floor, varying from children to adults. This was the massacre that created a psycho.
Present
Kiyotaka Ayanokouji was now on the bus to his new school, ANHS. An elderly lady came onto the bus, and didn't know where to sit. A lady decided to help her, and asked around for a seat. She eventually landed on a blond boy with my uniform, sitting in the middle of the bus. "Um, can you give your seat to this elderly lady?" The woman asked, awaiting his answer. "And why should I do that?" He shot back, basically saying no. "You'd be contributing to society." She said, a bit annoyed. "I'm sorry, but I have no interest in contributing to society." He said, picking up a mirror. He styled his hair, completely ignoring the woman. She was clearly mad, and was about to yell at him before a brown haired girl in the same uniform came up to help. "Could you please hand over your seat to the elderly lady? It would really be helpful." The girl asked. Her looks were good enough to the point that any boy would bend to her will. This was their best bet if they wanted to get the seat. "I'm quite popular with the ladies today, huh? Well, you get the same answer. I'm not going to help." He said, ending the discussion. The girl looked discouraged, and the lady looked like she wanted to kill him. "I'll give her my seat!" Someone yelled out from the back. And just like that, the issue was resolved. I couldn't help but notice a girl near the back, reading a book during the whole situation. She seemed uninterested, and was focusing on her book the entire time. As I was staring, she looked up and caught me looking at her. I quickly avoided her gaze. The bus finally stopped, and I was free to go. I could finally move on to this new school and have my own freedom, for at least 3 years. I took the steps up to the school entrance, only to be interrupted by a single voice. "Wait!" I hear a voice scream out. It sounded feminine. I looked behind me, and the girl I was looking at earlier was there. "Why were you staring at me on the bus?" She asked. "I got curious since you seemed uninterested in the situation, just like me." I answer. "Don't assume me and you are the same. I purely saw no benefit in giving up my seat." She shot back. Doesn't that make you worse? She continued. "If that's all, then I'm leaving." The black-haired girl walked away, leaving me in front of entrance, alone. I hadn't even entered the school and someone was already my enemy. Quite unfortunate, if you ask me.
Timeskip
The school entrance ceremony was boring, to say the least. All of the students begged for it to be over. I found my class, 1-D. I had a seat at the back, right next to the window. Perfect for observation. But there was one tiny- no, major problem. "It's quite unfortunate I have to sit next to you." The black-haired girl from earlier spoke. Her gradient eyes looked at me in disgust, like I was a bug that wouldn't die. "I feel the same." That one statement ended our conversation, and we sat in silence. I sighed. "Could you at least tell me your name?"
"What would you need it for? Are you a creep? Or maybe a stalker?" She said accusingly. I was none of those things, but somehow the thought of me being a creep was planted into her mind without me doing anything. "I just feel like it would be awkward to not know my neighbor's name." I replied. She pondered for a moment, considering my logic. "Fine. My name is Suzune Horikita." She said reluctantly. "Kiyotaka Ayanokouji." I replied, turning to the window. It was a very nice day outside. My thoughts were interrupted by a boy at the podium. "Hello everyone! Since we're going to be classmates this year, I think we should introduce ourselves." The boy spoke. He had blond hair, and had a decent build. "I'm Yousuke Hirata, I like sports, especially soccer. I hope to get to know you all!" His introduction was a hit, especially among the ladies. I could see the hearts in their eyes. Next up was a black haired boy, with yellow eyes. He didn't look too strong. "Hello! I'm Haruki Yamauchi! I played baseball in junior high, and was going to go to the playoffs, but I got an injury." He's clearly lying, but I'll ignore it for now. He got an average reaction from both genders, and sat down.
Hirata pointed at another boy. "Your turn." The boy stood up, and went towards the podium. "I'm Kanji Ike! I love pretty girls, and hate pretty boys! I'm looking for a girlfriend, so tell me if you're interested!" The girls all snickered and laughed at him. He didn't seem to notice, and sat down confidently. The girl from on the bus was eagerly raising her hand to be called on. Hirata smiled at her and she got up. "I'm Kikyo Kushida! I hope to be everyone's friend, so invite me to all of the parties!" She exclaimed. Kushida was a hit with the boys and the girls, almost like a female Hirata. But a little too friendly. So, I decided to put my powers to use. Using my telekinesis, I read her thoughts. 'Yes, fall into my trap. I'll have all of the dirt on you people now.' Her thoughts showed her true personality, and it was the complete opposite of her outside appearance. Oh well, as long as she doesn't bother me I'll be fine. Hirata then pointed at a red-haired boy, who had his legs on his desk. "What are we, preschoolers? Leave me out of this." He said, leaving. Hirata was visibly sad at this, and his newly acquired harem comforted him. "Don't mind him Hirata!" Harem Member 1 exclaimed.
"Yeah, you didn't do anything wrong!" Harem Member 2 added. "Thank you guys." Hirata said, smiling. As we continued the introductions, I couldn't help but think how I would introduce myself. Should I be overly friendly, like Hirata and Kushida? That'd probably just creep them out though. I'll just use my powers and say I can do magic. "And finally, you." Hirata said, pointing at me. I stood up. "Um, hello. I'm Kiyotaka Ayanokouji, and I'm pretty good at magic." I said, garnering the attention of the whole class."....Would you like to see it?" I continued. The whole class nodded. I summoned a deck of cards into my pocket, and pulled them out. "I will make this deck of cards disappear, and make them go on top on Karuizawa's desk." I said, pointing at the blond haired girl. "Eh? Me? O-Okay, sure." She replied nervously. I put the deck of cards into my hand, and pressed down on them, making them disappear. I visualized Karuizawa's desk, and began to teleport the deck of cards."3, 2, 1. Now look on your desk." I said, turning everyone's attention to Karuizawa. There it was, sitting dead center on her desk. "Wow!" The class said, amazed at my tricks. "Thank you, thank you." I said, sitting down. My introduction had gone smoothly. A beautiful woman came into the room with an elegant stride, stopping Hirata from speaking. Most of the males stared at her with lust in their eyes, entrapped by her beauty. "Hello class. I am Sae Chabashira, or Chabashira-sensei to you. Welcome to Class D," The woman said, showing her authority. "Your rules are in this book, and will be your guide to behavior in this school. So I suggest that you read it thoroughly." Chabashira-sensei continued. She then went on about the points system, and how much money we had. Reading her thoughts, there were a lot of catches to this. It could really damage the class, and yet she still decided to hold information from us. She's quite the interesting specimen.
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Idk what I was doing with this chapter, just randomly had a thought of "what if Ayanokouji had Psychic powers similar to Mob and Saiki?"
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