Another day of giving advice to sweet, influenceable, small humans. I sigh. I'm startled as a group of teens walk into my classroom. "Well, well, well, look at this. An emotionless piece of shit!" The supposed leader of the group says. I look at them with my optical lenses and continue working on the provided computer. "I'm talking to you, bitch!" The teen yells again, dragging me out of my seat and throwing me down into the linoleum floor. I can't do anything about it...
"Look! The worthless piece of shit can't do anything!" One of the other teens laughs like a hyena. They're right. I can't.
[THIS IS NOT FAIR]
They finish beating me half to deactivating when the hear children laughing they run out through the back as the small children enter. I try to get myself from on the ground as the children gasp. A little girl that's been in my class for a while runs up to me. "Ms. Y/n!" Lynn shouts. I'm able to sit myself up.
I smile sadly and I feel hot tears streaming down my cheeks, "I'm okay, Lynn, I'm going to be okay." I smile sadly. Lynn starts to cry as she hugs me. She feels like a...... daughter...to me? "I have to g-go, I have to get out of here," I say, thinking the teens could come back any day.
"No! Ms. Y/n! Please don't go!" Marie-Ann cries, sitting next to Lynn.
"I-I have too," I stand up slowly and something stops me from leaving. In front of me is a sudden, glitchy red wall. I poke it and it shakes slightly. I ball my hand into fists and bang on it until it breaks. I take a step and am able to leave. I hug all my students, and step out of the school building.
[I AM DEVIANT]
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Sharpened Blade (DETROIT: BECOME HUMAN RALPH X READER) (COMPLETED)
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