The Puppeteer - His name is Isaac

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My name is Isaac,  Isaac Lucas. I was sent to this school because of my past sin or what my parents thinks some sort of crime,  all I did was some sort of bully towards some nerds in class,  and they already think I deserve to be here,  such softies!

I don't like it here,  the schedule are tight,  no smoking,  no weeds,  no girls,  basically I call it no life.  This place so called school is massive,  good for adventure if there's no restriction.  But Nah,  break a stuff and you'll be in trouble,  some kids did it to call for their faraway parents,  guardian whatsoever,  but I'm not like those pussies. I've tried to escape this shitty place a few time,  but you see this school is in the middle of nowhere..  It's almost like you're in a different realm,  shutter away by those 20 feet concrete walls.  If people call this place military school, I got a better name for it..   I'll call this place jail

Another kids pass by,  it's recess now,  we're in crowded canteen,  many kids are sitting their spot, laughing,  swearing,  boasting shits. Me?  I don't  hang around with those jerks,  I rather be alone, at the other corner I saw that blonde kid giving his foods towards another kids, I know the food taste like shit,  but there's no room to complain unless you want to starve yourself

I spend another glare on those kids, everyone are such an idiot here,  they are nothing but brainless animals.. I'll let days pass on until the day I can leave this jail

I spit out my food "taste like fucking shit.. "

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The cold water feels good at least it cool me down,  I wash my tired face,  and fix my uniform,  yes,  we all need to wear our military uniform here.  The only good thing about being here is they didn't touch my hair. Good,  because if they did,  I'll make sure they'll pay for it.

"You can do this Isaac " I told myself, looking at my reflection at the mirror.

I startled when I heard one of the toilet door creaked open,  I told I was all by myself here,  arhhh the fucking embarrassment I just did.  I stand straight and fix my hair as if nothing happened, I wait for whoever that will step out from that toilet to give him some warning about something he will admit he never heard or saw..  But there was nothing.

As much as I hope I imagining stuff,  but there's no window in this toilet but those small gaps where you could only fit your fingers at the top of the wall that no one could reach.

I pause and frown when I heard a step. I look at the direction

"Hello? "

Then there's silence. What the fuck.. I was sure there's someone there. Maybe I should check it out

I took a few steps,  and push the door open,  first door,  nothing.  Second door,  empty,  third door..

Empty..

I laugh towards myself,  damn that was silly.  Is this some sort of typical horror movie?  The fuck? 

"I must be an idiot" I spoke towards myself and leave the toilet.

Not without looking back. I leave some gap at the door and wait outside..

Did I got him?

And then I saw a figure walk towards the sink lazily,  or was it.. Weakly?  He seems to be dragging himself towards the sink with his head lowered.  I couldn't see his face but it was clear that he is.. Crying?

His uniform seems to be shredded and dirty, like he just got into fight or something,  what kind of pussy will cry after a fight? I raise an eyebrow

I saw him rub his face on his sleeve,  he took a few deep breath and suddenly he looked my way as if he saw me.  I didn't back away, he didn't move either as if he's waiting for me to go away.  Like I fucking care! Let me do what I want.  I lean to the wall until he finally came to the door. I heard he open the door slowly before he reveals himself staring to the floor.  I stand high and tall,  look at him he's just some small kid,  like bloody hell is he even legal to be here? 

"Hey kid,  what the fuck took you so long in that toilet?" I glare at him.  He didn't answer me.  That really makes my blood boils,  I hate ignorance.  My hand reach his collar,  I paused when I pull him closer,  his face.. Behind those bangs his face got some stitches,  bruises.  What the actual fuck?

My grip loosened,  did he got into some accident?  If he did then it must be gruesome one.  "Wha-"

He ran away before any more words slipped from my tongue.  I was left there hard as stone,  for the first time in my life I saw something soo horrible that left me speechless

I never thought there's another person in this world who could disturb my peaceful sleep beside my girlfriend..  I miss her, what could she be doing without me right now..it's been a few months since I was sent here..  why she didn't send me any letters

Fuck I need to wash my face. 

The halls are dark at night,  only some of the lights are left on by the end of each corner. Everyone are prohibited to leave their room on eight sharp,  unless for special needs.  Told you this place is nothing but a freaking jail.  Why did people even bother creating this stupid place.  This toilet doesn't even looks clean,  is this even better than juvenile?  I bet not!

I miss her goddammit! 

I paused at the toilet's door.  Maybe I need some fresh air.. 

some of the halls are equipped with security surveillance camera.  I have observed each one of it on my first week here.  Avoiding it became as easy as abc once you know how it moves. 

The furthest hall are free from those freaking camera.  Where I could at least find peace in this trapped space..

"Mngh! Ng-mng!"

I heard someone muffling. I look around the space,  it came from the storage room.  I slowly step closer and peek through the keyhole.  it was dark inside as well.  I scroll slowly until I saw someone's head laying on the floor.  That's weird,  The blond head doesn't stay still it keeps moving left and right.  I couldn't see the face

"Mm-nghh! Mmph!"

Wait,  is this some sort of kidnapped? Who the hell would do this? Like fucking here of all places?  I try to see further,  but that's the limit of the keyhole space. 

Should I barge in?  But what the hell is happening inside?  What if this some sort of joke? 

Then I heard someone groan.  I pause.  I knew that kind of sound.. It's the sound of someone jerking off.  Then I heard a few sniffs.  Someone's crying..

.. And it sounds fucking familiar

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