Psychopathism.

Chapter One "Unlikely Beginnings".

The first few lessons have passed and it's now recess/break, Lance is currently in the library, couldn't able to stop thinking of his new classmate. 'Pan...', as his head keep repeating that name, he felt his heart rate increases every second. He doesn't know how to stop this feeling, and being in the library to calm his thoughts isn't helping much. He could feel something, in his stomach.

'Hunger?' he asked himself, only that was partially true. He now craves into something more, more than just snacks or meals. He snapped as he heard a voice came from behind. He quickly look back, to see a very scared and anxious Pan. "Oh, it's you." Lance said, trying to keep his voice from wavering. He seemed eyeing Lance up, and a worried expression came onto his face. "Y-You okay?" He asked, worried. Lance felt his words stuck at his throat, he doesn't know how to respond. Pan seemed to understand and sat down on the chair beside him, "I-I know we just met, but if you need anything, you can talk to me, okay?", Pan gives out a slight smile. Lance soon felt mesmerized and soon his heart rate goes down to normal, and he felt thankful for Pan's offer. "Thank you, Pan," he paused, "Say, wanna have lunch together?" Lance asked, and Pan smiled brightly and nodded.

'This is truly one of the most unusual day ever'.

The time seemed to pass by like the wind, and as what Lance said, he and Pan are now heading to the cafeteria to get something to eat. Though Lance could feel something wrong in his head, like everyone would say something that might get him to crack, but he hoped everything would go as normal as usual. As soon he enters, he tries to be as normal as possible. He went to the cafeteria lady to get some lunch. "What do you want for lunch, dear?" The nice lady ask, "Just the usual, please". Lance said and immediately the lady gives a tray with a few selected food:
2 slice of pizza, a nice 2 big spoonful of macaroni and cheese, a carton of milk and some veggies. That's his meal done, now Pan's

Pan's POV

"You must be new here, yes?" The lady asked, surprises me. Before I could say anything, she said, "I can see it from your movement. You've been following Lance, I see. Please be careful around Lance, he could be a little... uncontrollable sometimes". She said, and I felt confused. "Why though? He seemed such a nice guy". I replied to her statement, "That's true, though I heard that something can get wrong inside his head that makes him different from everyone. Just be careful alright? And enjoy your lunch, dear", She said, ending the conversation. I bring my tray and find Lance sitting by himself, and it seemed he is getting annoyed by someone at the back, throwing little crumbles of paper.

I sat down, and start eating my lunch. "What did you both talk about?" Lance asked, trying to make a conversation. And to be honest, I don't know how to respond to his question, her words seemed true, but I don't want to believe it. "Just some things about the school, it's successes and trophies", I lied, hoping he would buy it. Unfortunately, he doesn't seem so. And it seemed that Lance grow tired from the overwhelming laughter from behind him, and I intervene. "Just ignore them, Lance", I said, hoping he'll calm down. He seemed to calm down slightly, and I smiled slightly at him.

Lunch break will end for a few more minutes, so we headed off to the restroom first to wash our hands and lips after lunch. Though when we enter, Lance stopped at his tracks, looking at two rude dudes just staring at us. "Well well well, look who is here". The guy with the messy punk hair said, "It seemed he brought another company for us", the other one, with all black clothings. Lance started shaking a bit, "L-look, I don't want any troub-" before he could finished, one of them pulled out a knife. Lance moved and do a protective stance, "Look, I-I don't want any trouble. J-Just please let us go..." Lance said, hoping they will change their minds. They both just smirked and start walking to us, and it seemed there is no other choice.

As they get close, time seemed move slow, and Lance's protective stance becoming more indifferent as each second passed.

4 seconds have passed, Lance now completely different, as if he is being possessed by the devil himself. Everything went to a blur, before it happened I heard a voice. Lance's voice, but different.

"Let's dance~"