Murderer in love

Chapter 1 :P

Hi, my names dream and... I'm a murderer.

Yup you didn't read that wrong, I'm a full-blown murderer, I didn't always used to be like this, but you know nothing ever goes the way you expect it to.

Basically, it all first started when I was in eleventh grade, and I failed a chemistry test.

*flashback*

-authors pov-

"Sir this isn't fair I clearly got 10 less marks than I was supposed to"

"Dream, I understand your frustration, but I can't give you those marks the results have already been given to the school and put on your report, there is nothing I can do about it."

Dream was clearly annoyed about the fact that he lost 10 marks because the teacher hated him, this specific teacher has hated him since he started high school which is completely unfair cause unlike a lot of people think dream was actually extremely smart, so he knew he got those 10 questions correct his teacher was just being a massive bloody dic-

"I deserve those 10 marks you don't understand how much that will affect my overall grade"

"Dream I'm asking you this once to leave my classroom"

"Yeah, or what, you can't do anything about it"

"DREAM, LEAVE THIS CLASSROOM AT ONCE." He said in a very stubborn voice.

Then it all went to shit. Basically, dream got really pissed off and kind of grabbed the nearest item and smashed it over the teachers head...

(And people think I have anger issues.)

It turned into a whole thing but somehow at the end of it all dream walked away free from any jail time at all and just had to do some community service.

If you couldn't have told by now the teacher died :))

*End of flashback*

-dream pov-

Yeah, so basically, I killed my chemistry teacher got away with it and then grew a really big liking to murdering people and getting away with it. I have a problem I know but don't worry I have it all under control.

*One day later*

Okay maybe I don't have it all under control I killed 2 people last night, not off to a good start. But don't worry about it the people are fine... if you would call being dead fine then they are fine.

I almost got caught today it was not a good feeling, I was in the middle of you know... murdering people and I saw someone shine a flashlight in the direction that I was in, and I just bolted, it didn't really matter that I left the person there because they were already dead about 15mintes before then I just wanted to hang for a bit.

Anyways off topic I started running and I hid for a bit and then saw the flashlight again, but it left after a few seconds, and I came back home. So, I don't think it's too much to worry about... right?