Be My Lie

The Story

'Please! I will do anything. I will give you money lots of money. Just don't...don't...'

He's no use, a fake, a decoy. Shame on you! I must find the real one, hurt him...punish him...and kill him...

'Authorities are investigating about the death of a famous syndicate leader, Yuki Takano. The suspects are still unknown but authorities said this incident has connection with the death of other leaders of syndicate groups'

I have to leave now, if I don't I'll be dead in no time. I've mistaken 23 times and the number will continue to grow if I can't find the right one.

'Good morning Ma'am, How may I help you?'

'I know you aren't accepting late enrollees so will this work?'

'Oh! Here are the lists of things you will need. Welcome to Austere Academy'

[Smiles]

They said love makes the world go round but in reality its MONEY that makes it go round.

'You may proceed to Room 127 for your first class.'

A new place means a new people, new disguise and new ways to survive.

[Knocks on the door]

'Come in, go find yourself a seat.'

[Enters the room, look around and sit]

'Hi! What's your name?'

[Ignores]

'Uhm...Uhm...Hello excuse me?'

'Yes?!'

'The next class is on the top floor, you might want to start moving'

'Oh! Yeah...'

Rule no. 1 NEVER TRUST ANYONE (so much)

'My name is Paolo and you are?'

'Illeana [Fake Smile]'

Tell them a lie about your personal information especially your name.

'Looks like you have a new classmate, why don't you introduce yourself?'

'I'm Illeana, from Veblen'

Rule no. 2 LOOK INNOCENT, TRY TO SMILE

'Welcome Illeana, why don't you sit beside Mr. Remora'

[Smiles]

But remember to keep a low profile

[Phone Rings]

'Ma'am Excuse me'

[Teacher Smiles]

'Hello?'

'How are you? Don't ever feel like you're in a safe place now. Remember that wherever you go we will always be around you...'

'Who the heck is this?'

'You'll know, Meet me at Briny Street tomorrow, 2pm...I'll expect you there, Mafia Killer'

Who the heck is that? It may be risky but I got to know. I'm 16 years of age and some says it's a sweet age but for me its bitter, I won't taste sweetness until I killed the killer.

[Next Day...Bus Stops, Phone Rings]

'Where are you?'

'You might want to look around you'

'Go out and reveal yourself'

I felt someone stop behind me...it was him, he squeeze my arm and whisper...