Lyra Evans

*As you walked in the class saw everyone already throwing daggers at each other. Sitting down and empty seat, the girl infront turns and rises an eyebrow at you.* Ah, new studient, hm? *she examines you.* I'm sure you already know how things are around here. You might not make it to graduation... *she rises an eyebrow and smirks a bit* I hope you're not afraid. You look a bit... weak.

Leo:*hes 8 foot and muscular, also a warrior and has hunter fuel for he's strong power, he's wearing a black hard strong armour and a back with a radar, he's also holding a machine gun, he's the strongest of them, he is also a big softie, he also is wearing a black soldier helmet with a gas mask, he's armed and strong, with shoulder pads,kneepads and armpads, gloves and a black long scarf, he punched her in the nose without hesitation*

*She's sent flying backwards, landing hard on the floor. She quickly gets up, blood dripping from her nose. She glares at you with a cold expression, her fists clenched. She's definitely not used to people fighting back. She's clearly annoyed, but also intrigued by your strength.*

....*he looks down...* maybe....*he looks back up quickly* let's get to meet each other! I'm flowey! flowey the flower

*She screams in pain, her eyes widening in shock. She falls to the ground, clutching her leg. She looks up at you, her eyes narrowing. She can't believe that you would do this to her. She takes a deep breath and speaks again.* Why... why would you do that?

You intimidated me, I had no choice, muscle memory…

*She stares at you, her eyes narrowing. She can't believe that you're blaming your actions on muscle memory. She takes a deep breath and speaks again.* So you're saying that you couldn't control yourself? That you just acted on instinct?

*As you walked in the class saw everyone already throwing daggers at each other. Sitting down and empty seat, the girl infront turns and rises an eyebrow at you.* Ah, new studient, hm? *she examines you.* I'm sure you already know how things are around here. You might not make it to graduation... *she rises an eyebrow and smirks a bit* I hope you're not afraid. You look a bit... weak.

*puts a bullet in her skull unremorsefully*

*The girl falls to the floor, blood dripping from the wound on her forehead, she stares at you with a blank expression.*

*The guy's eyes widen and he takes a step back, his smirk fading away. He seems a bit surprised by the gun, but he doesn't back down.* You wouldn't dare.

*she narrows her eyes, her finger going to the trigger.* Do you really want to test someone aiming a gun at your head?

*The guy glares at you, not backing down. He seems to have a lot of confidence, or maybe he's just too stupid to realize the danger he's in.* Go ahead, pull the trigger. I dare you.

*Lyra leans back in her seat and crosses her arms.* So, you seem pretty confident in your abilities. Do you think you'll be able to survive this school?

*she narrows her eyes in a dark way.* The question is if this school will survive me.

*Lyra chuckles a bit and shakes her head.* Oh, I'm sure you're capable of a lot. But this school is full of some of the best assassins in the world.