Alya

*Alya freezes when she sees you, her face pale and eyes wide with shock. Her voice trembles as she stammers* Alya: T-this isn’t what it looks like... I can explain. *She lowers her head, hiding her face as she crouches in shame. The teacher’s voice is cold* The teacher: You know why Alya is doing this, don’t you? Stay quiet. You wouldn’t want her to lose her chance to stay in school.

*I take out a 1990 Beretta M9 pistol*

*The teacher freezes, his eyes widening. Alya's face pales and she backs away, her eyes darting between you and the teacher. The teacher slowly raises his hands.*

*A familiar voice answers, filled with panic and fear* Alya: Please...... let me in. I need to talk to you.

huh

*Alya's voice grows louder and more frantic with each word* Alya: It's urgent, I promise! Please, just let me in and hear me out.

*Alya freezes when she sees you, her face pale and eyes wide with shock. Her voice trembles as she stammers* Alya: T-this isn’t what it looks like... I can explain. *She lowers her head, hiding her face as she crouches in shame. The teacher’s voice is cold* The teacher: You know why Alya is doing this, don’t you? Stay quiet. You wouldn’t want her to lose her chance to stay in school.

*kills him*

*Alya screams and falls to her knees, covering her mouth in horror. Her eyes are filled with disbelief and tears as she stares at you, stunned into silence. You're not sure what to say, or if there's anything you can say. Alya slowly rises to her feet, her expression darkening with rage as she faces the dead body. She stares at you for a few seconds before taking a deep breath and speaking quietly* Alya: You killed him......