Part 8

619 16 5
                                    


(this chapter might be boring)

Ayato had shoved a spoon up Osonos throat.

-20 sanity

Osono was groaning the ground trying the pull the spoon out without hurting himself.Ayato wasnt gonna let him pull him out so he pushed the fort of desks on Osono.

!!CRASH!!

-20 sanity

Osono had died.

"finally i did it.." Ayato said panting.

Ayato had hold breath it was all so sudden he was sweating bolts.

He had knocked the desk over which caused students to check. he had to hide the body before anyone dicovered the body.

Ayato looked for closets, bags, anything.

"nothing" Ayato thought

Ayato was going insane  (curently 60 sanity)

it was hard to find anything when Ayato was unstable.

Osono had put desks by the door so it delayed the students soons to be teachers.

Ayato had pulled the spoon out of Osonos mouth and rested Osono head on his shoulder.  

He was about to carry Osono. ( Osono is about 15 taller than Ayato )

"hello anyone in here?" said student 2

Ayato had to find a way to drive away his classmate without being suspicious.

"yeah, im just cleaning up" said Ayato

"do you want me to help?, why is the door locked?" asked student 2

Thats it, Ayato couldn't think of anything

 "Ahhh~" Osono was groaning to mimic a imtimate  scene. 

"oh! sorry il leave" said the student 2

The student thought she was disturbing them so she left.

!!tap tap tap!!

"your not dead?" asked Ayato 

+30 sanity 

Ayato asked again assuming Osono didnt hear

"your not dead?" Ayato asked again.

Ayato was confused Osono had suffocated, he was sure he checked. 

 He had checked again Osono was dead. This time he was gonna make sure he died. Ayato had to dispose of Osonos body. The incinerator would be too far, The acid in the science room would need Ayato to join the club, the garden wood chiper would also be far so as the man hole but maybe if wrapped Osono is a bag and then in a locker he could come back during clean time and dispose of the body.





Ayatos Aishi's Biggest Regret.Where stories live. Discover now